Holding your mouth still as you slowly stroke him. Eventually moving your mouth down a little more with each stroke, until you're taking in about half...of him. He's pushing on the floorboard from the desire for more. You take you hand away and take his cock to the base. Your hair tickling his belly on each down stroke. Your tongue searching every bit of him. Moments later you can feel his body tensing, and his shaft swelling. Knowing that he's going to cum soon. Your tongue can feel his veins. Etty and I share. We’ll share with you. But, Fifteen ... Vera ... Bill doesn’t fuck. He makes love. Just because we’ll be married to him, he won’t stop being the man he is. He’ll love you. We’ll love you. Work you half to death,” she giggled some more, “but we’ll all love you.” She turned serious. “So you’re coming with us?”“Yes.”“Then I have a request. I haven’t got a mother. Will you be my Mum? Walk with me on Saturday when I marry Bill?”The older woman had about regained her composure until. He doesn’t thrust up into me, merely moves me along his shaft, up and down, our tongues intertwined.After a lifetime, he begins to move me faster. Fingers cradling the back of his neck, I moan aloud, my head rolling back. He takes my dainty nipple in his mouth as he steers me above him, sucking me, his large hands a shelf for me as I ride him. I mewl throatily, his actions contending my body for more pleasure.“Isaac!” I groan, the beginnings of an orgasm teasing me.“Nita,” he says my name,. I take extra time to shave all over and especiallyclean out my bottom. I use a soapy finger to wash myself clean.I step out and wipe the mirror.Checking myself in the mirror, I pull a few errant hairs. Idecide why not, and pluck a few eyebrow hairs until they lookvery nice. I rub lotion all over and brush my teeth.Slipping on a satin nightie, I crawl under the covers. I lube upa large anal dildo and insert it lovingly.I fall fast asleep as I lay there pleasuring myself.I am wide awake by nine.