” He fumbled around reaching for something. “Uh, is there a big pair of pliers on the counter?”“Yes, here let me get them for you,” Jane sai... as she stepped over him with her right leg and reached for the pliers. He slid out from under the sink at just that moment and as he looked up, he saw that in Jane’s hast to answer the door she hadn’t taken the time to put on panties. He smiled liking the view! Jane looked down and realized she was straddling his head and his gorgeous face was now looking. To make it worse, her sex life was limited to a once a week fuck. Basically, he would flip her on her back and mount her. Once he came, he would just roll over and go to sleep. He had no consideration for her needs. Frankly, she didn’t think he really understood lovemaking at all, part of his general immaturity. To top it off, there had been no children from the marriage, so she had nothing to tie her to this life. So here she was, 38 years old in a dead-end job with minimal sexual experience. Jessie leaned in and I watched as her lips met Kaitlyn's. It was brief, but beautiful. Their mouths were slightly open, and I caught a glimpse of their tongues darting together for a moment. I felt my clit spasm as I imagined what it would feel like to kiss like that. My only real experience had been from Santiago shoving his rough, aggressive, cigarette-flavored tongue down my throat. What Jessie and Kaitlyn were doing looked like heaven in comparison.It ended quicker than I would have liked,. "You like?" The thin young man whispered to me nervously. "Yes." I mumbled. While still glancing around to see that we were indeed alone. The windows of the car began to lightly fog. "Take it out, let me see your cock." he asked with a disarming smile. It was almost a plea. I pulled the leg of my shorts aside dug through my undershorts and pulled out my now hard cock. I squeezed it and began to stroke myself. pre-cum began to ooze out and dripped down my shaft. "Oh,.