” She put a quick friendly smile on, reached over to squeeze my arm. “I had better let you get back to work,” she said, standing.“Give me your...phone number, Lorna. I’ll call if you can’t make it.” I brought out my pen and poised it over a scrap of paper. She provided it willingly and then left.An hour or so later, Lorna sat quietly on my little couch, not focused, but looking in the general direction of my kitchen, very much inside of herself.“I think I did the right thing,” she said, almost to. And we started kissing, very soon our kissing got very steamy. We were making loud smooching sounds. As we were kissing, we helped each other get undressed. Tom removed his zip and pulled his pant down.I bent on the couch and kissed his dick. I took it in my mouth and sucked it like ice cream.Tom: Oh yeah, keep going, suck it. Oh, fuck yeah.While I was sucking his cock he pulled my undies down. He ran his hands on my butts, taking the feel of my soft and smooth ass, and spanked it. He then put. A few more words were exchanged, then I heard the kitchen door close. Immediately, Kirsty grabbed the back of my head and pressed it inwards, signalling me to make my final attack. My tongue dived in, penetrating as far as I could reach, with a finger up her bottom for good measure, and within seconds she was convulsing, her cunt squeezing my tongue in frantic spasms.“Oh my God, Rachel, that was amazing,” she said, slumping down next to me. “When Simon walked in, I thought I was going to have a. My mother called to say she’ll be home earlier than usual tonight. She said she’d be home by six so we’ll be able to eat dinner together.There was a message from a friend of dad’s about a golf tournament. I wrote down the details and then I called my mom to ask her what she wants for dinner. We decided to go out for dinner. I cook for us sometimes. But if we want something decent to eat she has to cook it and she’s exhausted from another day spent doing her job and dad’s too.I was just hanging.