She was wet, tight, hot and vocal. She would go up and down a few times, then stop to grind her clit against me as she tilted her hips back and forth ...efore going up and down again. Joan cried out and spread her legs even further apart. Her cunt came down to my face so that I could eat her and rub her insides at the same time. She exploded, gushing cum into my face and waiting mouth. Her screams were not quenched with her first orgasm, but only increased as she continued to ride the wave I was. Crawford was undoubtedly some eccentric little old lady who valued her privacy. Every town seemed to have at least one. Living in an old house, she must have at least a half dozen little jobs that needed doing. At least Alex hoped so.Turning down the street, she spotted the house at the end of the block. It reminded her of a similar one she'd worked on a few years back. That had belonged to a married couple in their sixties. Nice people she remembered, she had worked for them for almost a. She had a tongue piercing that she used to run up the underside of my shaft as she sucked hard on my throbbing cock. “Oh God Talia” I said “I can’t take too much of this. I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.” Taking my cock from her mouth she looked up at me “That’s the idea silly.” She said and immediately sucked my cock back into her warm mouth. I could feel my jizz gathering for release as my scrotum started to tighten. The waves of pleasure were washing over me as the jizz built up for. Thankfully my posting to Lagos was perfect for us, as it allowed us to both live out our fantasies for several years. Emily and I went to Naija thinking that, if we were very secretive and found the right man, we’d be able to quietly arrange something, but on day two of us being there we found that it was completely normal amongst expatriate women for them to take local men to service them sexually. Indeed, our designated driver (Yemi) from my company actually asked Emily in our first week of.