The look on her face was something that lives on in my memory. Theexpression was at the same time knowing and shy. The ageless MonaLisa smile of a wom...n with something on her mind. I wondered at thisturn of events, was a bit bothered in fact, but I had no inkling ofwhat was to come. I know now the feeling was sexual, but at the time Ihonestly didn't have any frame of reference from which to compare it.I just knew I felt funny and a bit uncomfortable.I stepped into the bathroom to put on my old. " She grins at the thought of how special he makes her feel.She presses her full lips against the head of his cock. Feeling it throb on her lower lip, she kisses the end. Slipping her tongue between her lips and finding the end of his cock. Outlining along the entire head she moans lightly at the taste of his flesh. "Baby," he says as his eyes close and his hands find her hair. Darting her tongue quickly out and down the underneath side of his cock, she drags it slowly back up, looking up at. He was about to drive me up the wall.’ ‘Glad to be of service to such a fair maiden. I guess I will leave now so that I don’t become the next guy you want to be rescued from.’ ‘Wait, Brady. I usually know everyone at these parties but I’ve never seen you before. Where are you from.’ ‘Texas. I came to the party with a buddy of mine, Dave. I reckon you know him.’ ‘Dave, the ex-marine Dave. The Dave who served in the special forces.’ Suddenly her eyes went wide. ‘Oh my God, you’re Brady. You’re. I wrapped a towel around my lower extremities, and walked up and met some of them: Ruth Mitchell, as pretty as her daughter and Jeff Abbott, father of the three boys, Joseph, Marcus, and Samuel. A wonderful couple, who introduced themselves as Ken and Mary Bell, were parents of Lily, Jeff, and Mike, and were very nice. I found out that dad Ken was a musician all through school, including college. He is now a General Contractor.There were too many of them to mention, but I saw strong.