Vickie sucked, she stroked, she teased, but nothing she did would get my cock hard. She tried several times that night but to no avail. I passed it of... as something stress related from work."I don't know sweetie, but what with the economy being in the toilet and talk about cutbacks and layoffs running through the company I'm just totally stressed out."The fact that I couldn't get it up with her didn't really bother me because I didn't want anything to do with her cheating ass anyway.Three. .a triple threat..I tell her that I know I can't have her pussy but I really want to tongue fuck her ass..this seemed to set her off in a good way..she sucked me harder and faster...telling me to spank her ass...well who am I to deny that... a firm hand comes down...SLAP...she moans and squeals at the same time..so hot..another one...SLAP...again same result..a few more and I know for a fact that she is dripping...even if I cant touch her...my finger finds it's way to her hole...I rub and press. Please keep them safe.”“I’ll do the best I can, Grandmother.” she smiled at that.“You’re a sweet boy. What is your name?”“Henry, Ma’am, Henry Sullivan.”“Sullivan? Do you have a touch of the Irish in you son?”“Yes Ma’am, my ancestors hailed from County Cork.”“Ah such a lovely place, a lovely land. I do so miss the green. Son, when I’m gone, you must have a good old-fashioned wake for me. No crying or wailing or making a to-do over my corpse. Just a few pints and a fond remembrance. Will you do. It was then that I realized that a group of young women were looking at me and pointing to the huge bulge in my light coloured pants and the dark damp patch that was growing from the excitement and passion that she had just created within me, but I didn't care, let them look I had meet my angel and she kissed me.as it was only three in the afternoon and dinner was over five hours away I was at a loose of what to do, I knew I had to make the best impression I could, so I needed a hair cut and.