Not much has changed from my last tale.Mary twirled to show off her mid-thigh loose skirt and billowing dark blouse - the top of a stocking seen as th... skirt rode up momentarily, as she had planned of course. I clapped and kissed her again as my compliment.We were having a late lunch in my apartment - candles and expensive wine. The works. She radiated her happiness at being pampered and shown attention. This romance almost foreign to a woman whom had been married nearly twenty years.At one. " He's very talented," Veronica half moaned, causing Dave to feel immensely proud of his accomplishment.He looked up he saw that her body was partially flushed and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Knowing that her orgasm couldn't be far off, he shot her a grin prepared to finish the job, but Veronica grabbed the sides of his head to stop him."I want you inside me now."Relief washed over Dave, and he immediately felt guilty about the emotion. He shouldn't feel relief about finally being able to. Andthen without thinking at all, and like it was the most natural thing inthe world, I leaned over and gently kissed the end of what was nowgrowing in front of my eyes. And my lips were opening and pressing onthe end of this apparition and the foreskin was sliding back as Isucked the head into my mouth. And it felt wonderful and I gave up ontrying to remember and as the glans continued to fill out as itengorged, I found myself running my tongue around the edge of it andsucking and licking and. Eventually Greg couldn’t breathe and began to gag. He pulled away from Murray’s knob, grabbed his own tool and started pumping wildly while Cynthia sucked on his balls. Moments later he came, spewing his cum onto the floor, onto Cynthia’s negligee and onto Murray’s foot. “Oh, Jesus! Did you have to do that?” bellowed Murray as he stepped back and sank into his La-Z-Boy. “Here, c’mon, gimme a hand!” Cynthia stopped working on her pussy and reluctantly got up and knelt beside her husband, and.