Her grip was firm and warm. She slid her hand up to the base of my cock's head and then back down to my rigid stomach. The lose skin tightening with n...w growth beneath her touch. She stroked me all the way until I was fully erect. She licked her lips and I thought for a second she might take me in her mouth. But then she laid back against the couch's cushions. Her hand that had gripped her thigh was snaking under her skirt, worming its way to her pussy. The hand she used to caress my manhood. Several vans, in company colours, are parked on the forecourt – and as we watch, our host steps out from behind one of them ... He’s a big, fat, balding man, with half a beard worth of facial hair. Wrapped up in a big blue parker coat, he walks toward us with his big Doberman by his side. The dog appears to be trying to shelter from the rain behind his master’s bulk.The man speaks in a gravelly, harsh Cockney accent, introducing himself and the show, direct to camera. “‘Ello ... Welcome to ‘The. We drove to my sub-division, and straight to my home. I used the remote to open the garage and closed the door once I had parked. As we moved through the house for the first time, I watched Allison reactions to my domicile. She seemed to approve of my decorations, color and selections of furnishing and general lay-out. She dropped he small bag off in my living room. She stood there and slowly turned a complete circle, taking in the surroundings, and again she smiled. Catching my eye she asked. I couldn't get his pants up so I told the police that I found him like that. They finally got me to admit that I was sucking his dick when he died so the police told my mom that preacher Bob had been molesting me and that his heart gave out while recieving oral sex. Mom apologized over and over to me but I told her it was alright and that, I knew I shouldn't be doing it. There was a big scandal and we had to move out of the rectory. Bob had left us nothing so mom had to take a waitress job. We.