My mouth returned to his cock, and as I gently ran my tongue along his head again, I slowly pushed my finger against his hole, feeling, with satisfact...on, his body tremble as it slipped in and hearing his sudden gasp. My lips slipped over the head of his cock once more as I slowly moved my finger in and out of the sweating, panting Asian boy straddling my legs. Another fingers joined the first, then another, stretching and widening him as my mouth moved slowly up and his cock. He started. As I smoked my cigarette his uncle said “Have you and him been seeing each other long” “No it’s just a casual thing” “Oh sorry my mistake” as he sat on the ground next to me, I studied him closely.He was 5’9” quite tubby, looked about my age 50ish and was wearing jeans and a shirt. As we sat there his arm soon rested on my shoulders, “I’ve got a key to the van if you’re interested” as he lightly traced the back of his hand down my cheek, I must admit he wasn’t bad looking and I wasn’t sure what. She continued to stare at him and he watched as her eyes sparkled and the sexiest little smirk he had ever seen began to pull at the edges of her reddening lips. She swiftly fell to her knees and without ever letting her eyes leave his, she put her lips around his cock, swallowing the head and half of his erection in one motion, savoring the bitter-sweet taste of her own cum. The feel of her lips wrapped around his cock was incredible, she had stopped looking up at him and was now completely. Sarah vaguely remembered the last dog dismounting and the sound of the splash of cum on the flagstone. She remembered Julie's strong arms lifting her and placing her gently in a warm bath and then delicately sponging her bruised and battered flesh. She remembered Julie cuddling her to her naked breast and soothing her hair as she drifted off to an exhausted but sated sleep. The following morning Sarah awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and pastries on a tray beside her and she eased her aching.