"John, I must go. Thank you for a wonderful evening." She turned and quickly went up the stairs and into her apartment. I waited, looking up at her wi...dows as she stood there staring down at me for a good five minutes. After she walked away from the window, I drove home.The next day, again I couldn't get her out of my mind. I sent her an orange and black balloon bouquet. I called her in the afternoon and she told me she was busy and couldn't talk right then but did thank me for the balloons. I. A liveried servant answered and invited him in and soon he was led to Thomas Brookes' small library and sitting room."Judge Brookes, good to see you again. Please don't get up." Mr. Beall, a pleasure," the older man said half rising."I'd like to see James again, if I may?" More questions, eh. Well, he is probably down at the quarters. Shall I have him called?" No, I'll go down there. I wanted to tell you that I stopped by McKendry's yesterday and asked about those dresses, the ones that. When I started to give in to my pleasure getting so wet and cumming on his face cock while he was pinned beneath my ass.I rocked back and forth getting creamy pussy juice all over his face cock and hood. I could hear his low moans when I started moving my hips in small circles up and down on his face cock.Every once in a while pumping the pump once or twice to get him ready for my wet pussy.Watching his cock get bigger and bigger with out me being able to lay my lips on it was sweet torture &. Not bad for 55 you thought. Over the top you d****d an almost transparent long black gown. The vision in the mirror was stunning, your prominent nipples were poking through the chiffon and you could see the definite outline of your recently shaved pussy, which was beginning to ache in anticipation.John gave you along and deep kiss, “you look like some high class whore darling…fucking horny” he gently circled his fingers over my pussy lips, dipping ever so slightly into my sex with a satisfied.