When she was sure she had collected all of my cum she closed her mouth and started moving up . That had me a little worried ,was she going to make me ...rink my own cum,but she stopped and swallowed. ”Did I scare you “she said then chuckled “I would never make you eat your own cum. I will want you to kiss me though and then we started kissing.I thought little about how long we kissed or even the odd taste on her tongue. I thought only how wonderful this night had been and all the things she. This went on for two years. Then, one summer night, things took a turn. It started like any other Saturday night. I came on at ten, patrolled in the cruiser for a couple of hours, and then caught a burger and coffee right before the BK Nancy worked at closed at midnight. I took mine to go so as to avoid her nasty looks and “sotto voce” comments, preferring to eat at the station. After my break, I parked the car and took the beach buggy out. It was a warm, clear night; with a full moon that. She took one look at Mr. Meat's unenthusiastic response and I swear her lip trembled, and she covered her mouth with her hand. Probably holding back the tears.But she reached out and touched him. Then I saw Lisa, opening her legs and closing them a little. That was enough to get my attention - and Mr. Meat's. I could see the promised land. Naturally, Letty bent over and sucked Mr. Meat right in. She only gave me cheater's head - you know where you kept one hand on the shaft and only touched my. More passionate kissing ensues, and I quickly go to check out her breasts, again, more flesh that I was expecting, causing me to become increasingly aroused, as I gently fondle them and feel her nipples swell in response. Sue’s hands continue to caress my face, but I want to move things on now, so I take her right hand and place it on my hardness. She gasps and hesitates, before I show her how I want her to stroke it. She needs know further encouragement and before I know it her hand is also.