Running her hand up and down her shaft while stroking her breast with the other, Ingrid admired her new look in the mirror. Grasping the edges of the ...offee table, I raised my ass toward her and whispered "Fuck me Ingrid. You know what a stewardess needs." She dropped to her knees with one hand on her cock and the other reaching to spread my sweet little cheeks. When I felt the tip of her knob part my pussy lips, I pushed backward, taking the entire shaft inside me with one thrust. As soon as. Then Fred said, baby I want you to lay down on the pool table. I stopped licking and stood up and watched her climb up on the table. As she got both knees on the table she turned and look at me. Seeing her in that position I could not help myself from reaching down and stroking my cock. She stay there just watching me stroking and she knew at that moment how much I want her. She placed her hand between her legs and began to fingering her pussy. She slide her finger inside and start moving. I looked around for something to do. I had some time, so I decided to sneak out.I opened the door to the basement, which was located just outside the kitchen, between the living room and utility closet. I quietly walked down the sturdy, wooden steps. They didn't make a sound. The air was earthy and moist, even a little drafty. The dim light took some getting used to. Suze, who lived down here, never said a word. This was her home, as nice as anything she needed. She'd been with us for about two. On a hunch, I tried to read her while I waited for her to respond, even though she was now sitting in the big chair at the foot of the bed.She blushed! And she was beautiful as she did. I was captivated by her erotic memories of her and a young man, I assumed was my grandfather. I think I blushed too."Wait! You don't have to answer that!" I said quickly, before she could answer the question."You saw? Even from over there?" she asked tentatively.I just nodded."I'm impressed, Michael. In case you.