She was sound asleep, sawing some logs, when the doorbell rang. Normally, I would expect the dogs to have gone crazy barking and waking up my wife, bu... they lay there silently as if the bell had not wrung. Still wondering if I had perhaps fallen asleep briefly while reading and dreamed it, I got up and went downstairs to check.I opened the front door, and someone was indeed standing there; it was Sarina Valentina. I quickly opened the screen door and invited her into my home. The dogs were. Gloria was my real motivation for socializing because the experienced FBI special agent pulled no punches in the bedroom. She was totally into the oral and anal tricks that we older guys like to rut in as foreplay or some games after the main event. Besides, she was smart enough to keep her mouth shut when push came to shove and when the man was leading the band and the lady was serving up the goodies with a smile on her face.I headed to the package store to pick up one of the wines on the list. “Put it through.”I heard a bit of shuffling, then a zipper. It was lighter on this side of the stall than it was inside the stall the other night. I could see his cock fairly clearly. It was already semi-hard. His cock was about average size, circumcised, and looked clean.I dropped to my knees and put the head in my mouth.“Oh, man!” he exclaimed.I hit the stall wall several times with the palm of my hand.“MmmmmFFFF” I huffed angrily, the head of his cock still planted in my mouth.He didn't say. "more" Take off your pants." he commands. I am unbuttoning and out of them quickly. I open my mouth and see his pulsing cock right in front of me. I see the veins hard and feel the pulse of his blood running through him as I swallow him back down my throat. I know he will cum soon and I want to swallow it. His hands in my hair holding me still as he thrusts deep one last time before he cums. I hear the scream of the release as I feel the warmth of his cum shooting down my throat. I lick him off.