Some time in the early morning hours, I woke with a stiff neck, sore back, and a heavy weight on me. And despite the fact that it was late June, it wa... cold. Not cool, but downright, make-you-shiver cold! My sister's body on me had held in some heat, although I had goose-bumps, and so did she."Sis? Tandra?" I called her softly. "Wake up, Precious. I've got to start the car and get some heat in here." Mmm? What? Who?" she struggled to wake up enough to understand. "Shit, it's cold in here! Is it. Most of all she loved watching them bend over so that she could see their nice firm butts. In her mind could feel her hands gripping a nice boy butt like that as she sucked a wonderful cock till her mouth was filled with sperm. The fantasy was so real she could taste the sperm on her tongue. When she came back to reality they were all gone."You got to get a grip on yourself! No young guy like that is going to want a 38 year old woman!" She said to herself as she walked back home. When she got. She grabbed it tightly and pulled it out of my pants. Her palm slid around the bottom of my cock, around the head, and then back up the shaft. She pulled her face away from mine and sat down on her knees. Within a split second, I felt her lips touch my throbbing hard cock. Her mouth was warm and wet, which sent my mind into a frenzy. She would take the whole thing inside her and then pull all the way out. Every other stroke, she would gently slide her teeth against the head of my. " He turned his head to see Boots standing in the doorway to the dining room. Martin, the waiter was barring her way. "Damn, Martin, I ain't gonna soil up your pretty eatin' room," said Boots, and shoved the man out of her way. That she had matured in Millie's company was visible by the fact that she only shoved him gently.Martin, who had only been halfhearted in his denial in the first place, stood aside. Just knowing that Boots could now read had made a difference with a lot of folks in town..