Finally, kneeling beside her head, he tapped his finger on her parted, panting lips. Donna mewled in sorrow."Talk's cheap, Donna." He took his cock in...his hand, less than an inch away from her face. For Donna it was like looking down the barrel of a shotgun. "There's something else you can do with your mouth that isn't, though."Donna stared at his cock, her body heaving and sticky with sweat. She was having a hard time thinking, but she was pretty sure that he wanted her to take his prick in. The sexual rush over took me. I took his cock into my mouth. It felt great. All the sexual feelings came flooding back to me and I was devouring his meat like the teenager of the past. I opened my throat and took his cock all the way in. I too, had gotten good at deep throating his cock from our senior year of sexual adventures. Although it had been years, sucking his dick was natural."Ahhh, Fuck. I remember!" he moaned. "It feels the same. You're making my cock harder than ever! Take it deep.. I was not a grown adult but I was as big as one and I fucked better than most of the men she had been with. She schooled me on the bad habit of smoking and that i should never smoke. She poured the coffee from one cup into a dirty glass on the table. She pulled out a bottle of vodka and poured some in the cup. She sucked it down and poured a bit more, She said: here try this it might relax you. I drank it down and tossed the cup across the bed. She said: I may regret what I am about to do but. Her robe whispered as it slid off her body and she said, “Sit on the bed.” My back to the headboard, I sat. She pushed my knees apart and lifted them and her unruly hair stroked the skin of my thighs as she leant in, closer and closer. She kissed and licked my thighs, her hands leading or following her mouth as she got closer to my puss. “Watch.” The first touch of her tongue was a tease, feather light and barely touching. With her fingernails running lightly over my sensitive inner thighs her.