As she rinsed the soap suds, I applied the soapy sponge to my own body. “Let me,” she remarked, taking the sponge from my hand. She slowly and sed...ctively moved the sponge across my chest and shoulders, then slowly worked her way to other parts, paying special attention to my private parts. I took the sponge from her and slipped my hand around her waist, and my tongue into her mouth. She was like a firecracker, about to explode. The fuse was lit. I took her hand and led her directly to my bed.. “I was hoping you weren’t going to leave me outside on the veranda,” she said. “Yes, I would like a coffee. But just that, we are taking things slowly, remember.”“I know, I’m just being silly. Giving you a full ‘first date’ treatment.”We were still laughing as we went to the kitchen; Fiona filled the kettle and put it on the stove while I set out two coffee mugs, and scooped some coffee into the plunger.“There should be some of that chocolate cake left if you want some,” she said.When the water. She was stopped in her tracks way before my bedroom as she could clearly see me from the middle of the hall.Despite seeing me like that she still decided to come closer. Now she started walking much slower and trying not to make a sound. She came and stood next to my bedroom door.I could see her eyes open more than usual to see me in this sight. I was completely naked from top to bottom lying on my back with my right leg which was a bit folded and was the only thing that was covered with a. I unzipped her skirt at the back and it fell to the floor. Nothing under that either. She got down on her knees and started to suck my semi-erect cock. After the previous few days of the expectancy created by Betty and Jean-Louis, as well as my meeting with Huguette, it could hold back no longer, and just shot up to attention. It was as stiff as a ramrod. “Wow, it’s hard! He’s going to give me anal, Darling,” she said to her husband.“Great! His is a good size for that.” Jean-Louis was.