Missy giggled. "Yeah, right. You're what, two months younger than me? Robbing the cradle: next you'll be calling me an 'old maid'." Well, if the shoe ...its..." Don't you even go there, John Robinson," she hissed with a grin. When the rest of the crowd got to the table, Missy told everyone else about the party, and the rest of lunch was filled with the girls all talking about what to wear.The party on Saturday went well. Tracey had been excited about Missy's comment about being the best caterer. I realized he must have been putting stuff in his bin then drove off forgetting about the front door. “Hello” I called out. “Gita? Are you here? Do you know the door is open?”No reply so I thought I would just shut the door and leave.Then I heard a noise from the down stairs back room. I gently pushed open the back room door and peeked in. The rear room joins onto their conservatory. I thought they used the conservatory as a spare room when Gita’s parents visited and from the doorway I could. She increased her pressure on my lips, as my hand started moving towards her mould. I played with her soft hair and soon a finger found its way to her clit My knowledge of sex was bookish as I was still a virgin in that respect. She could not bear the excitement any further and took hold of my hand and virtually pulled me to the bedroom. She lied down on her back as I was getting out of my clothes. Once fully naked I stood in front of her, my manhood rising straight in front. I mentioned to her. “Fuck Judy, that is so fucking good,’ John groaned as he stroked her hair. “You have no idea how much I want to fuck you.”Judy stopped sucking his cock, looked up and said, “Then bed me, I want you to use me.” And standing up allowed her robe to slip to the floor.John looked at the naked woman in front of him. Her large tits with prominent, hard nipples, and slightly plump belly, and firm legs. But it was her blond hair covered pubic mound that drew his attention, he was eager to part the hair.