He leaned over and kissed it and with his tongue tasted the moist opening, pushing his tongue into her."That is nice. Do it some more." She said.He ra... his tongue in again, then around the rim, ending at her clitoris, which he proceeded to lick vigorously."Aaah. Aaaaa..........." She gasped out loud. "Lick me Mickey, lick me." Forgetting for the moment who she was with. Then with much grunting she reached an orgasm.After several minutes Karl slowed then stopped. "You called me Mickey." He. When it was over, I grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers clean of my juices.Then I said, "Oh my, look at the mess you made me make. I'm such a little slut, I think it's your turn," to him. I started undoing his pants and belt as he started kissing me again. I managed to pull my mouth away from his and I told him to lean his seat back. As soon as his pants were fully undone, out came his rock-hard cock standing up in the air like a skyscraper.I took it in my hand and said, "Oh my, did I do. Far, far, too young. Yet… here we were. The conversation died and I felt it was my fault. I just couldn’t talk to him properly. He was so much older. What would I say? Would I come across as silly? No, honestly it wasn’t that. It was the fact that I was trying to pretend to be uninterested in him, yet down between my legs a steam bath had started. I blamed my parents. They never made things comfortable enough to talk. Ugh! I didn’t want to think about my mother right now. I shook my head. And. She was just a very sensual person.Because she was my neighbour I could see her sometimes doing her garden and those were always happy times for me. I loved jerking off while staring at her and watching her bend over to take care of her flowers. She was my ultimate fantasy.One day I was jogging my daily 5 miles when I passed her house. She was, luckily for me, planting some flowers and I could see her from a distance. When she saw me she waved to me with the gesture that I should stop. Being.