Her short robe parted at the bottom, exposing her sleekly nyloned thigh, and she did nothing to cover it up. ‘Your name, please,’ Rick prompted. �...�Nancy Donovan,’ she answered. ‘Why don’t you tell me why you called, Ms. Donovan.’ She took a deep breath, and started in. ‘Well, I got home from work about an hour ago, and, I started to change clothes.’ ‘Go on… ‘ Rick chided. ‘Well…. this is so hard… ‘ she hesitated. ‘Look, Nancy, can I call you Nancy?’ She nodded. Rick went on, ‘Well, anyway,. However, I didn't trust the other two. I knew damned well that the Barbara covering her knockers and slowly backing away would have told the entire town about seeing me in Linda's nonexistent pants!The other girl... I didn't know from Adam's house cat... pretty but not to be trusted either! Not unless I could fuck all four of them right then and there and compromise whatever loose tongues they might have! That wasn't about to happen and I hadn't the nerve or finesse to talk them into it! The. Lucky me.After he revved up my motor with his lips and tongue - enough that I'd reached the point where I wanted my clit mauled, not just licked - he rose to his feet and demonstrated that the flavors and fragrances of an excited pussy eliminated morning breath as efficiently as toothpaste. While his kiss curled my toes and his fingers tweaked my breasts, I settled the crown of his shaft where I wanted it, and with a little help from my active hips, a couple of his thrusts sent it home.He. It really felt good and I began to moan real loud into the old mand dick. That's when I found out the old man could really shoot a stream of cum too. He tensed up and let me have a load of spunk that I didn't really know what to do with so I tried to swallow it as best I could. The son began to worm his dick around in my butt some but I could tell it was getting soft. He pulled it out of me and took my head and forced his dick into my mouth. This time there wasn't too much shit on it.