M - Nice chap, a suckbuddy for want of a better word. Loved me to fuck then come over the next day to clean my cock, getting the taste of old cunt wh...n he did so. Married but his wife didn't suck, which is a shame. Swallowed.D - This was a suprise. An old workmate I met in a bar. Blonde hair, miniskirt, boots and a tshirt. After a few drinks I could hardly resist. Lovely smooth pussy, and big soft tits with small hard nipples. Tits were just right, just caught them before they started. She hesitated at first, but agreed on my insistence. She licked it once. She made a weird face but licked it again. She seemed to like it and continued licking my dick until I stopped her after 10 minutes. I enjoyed fucking her mouth. Now, I kissed on her pussy over her panty and slowly removed her panty. She had a clean shaven lovely white pussy.I was so excited, I didn’t wait for a moment to get down and lick her pussy. I separated her pussy lips and started licking and sucking her pussy. I. This could work." If you say so." I do say so. Now," She got off my lap, handed me my phone. "Call them and invite them to Thanksgiving dinner."I took the phone from her. She leaned down and kissed me. "Good boy." She wandered off leaving me looking out the window with a phone call to make.ring ringring ring "Hello." Ronnie, it's Paul." Paul! So glad to hear your voice. How are you doing?" I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking. How are you all?" We are just fine. We are officially empty nesters. ” She patted my forearm. “Stay here.”With that she walked past the two of them and down the short hall to the bedrooms. I’d caught Samuel’s eye and shook my head slightly. He smiled and nodded but didn’t interrupt his stroking. The contessa had her eyes closed.In a minute or two Kitchen Girl returned. I almost blew it by laughing when I saw the black straps around her hips and the contessa’s marital aid. The one the contessa used frequently and with vigor on both of us.When Kitchen Girl stepped.