But every so often her deep sultry eyes glanced up awfully aware her captor was watching and satisfied with her efforts."Good Keeley," he drooled in e...couragement. "I can see you dripping in the pipe."His disgusting comment made her blush but sent an electric sensation of humiliation and excitement up her spine. She too could see the small trickle of fluid in the glass tube as she felt her inside well up, and her bud harden to an stump ridge against her fingertips. The undertaker gave a few hip. Then he kissed all over the head and took a tentative lick. I said, “That feels good. Do you like how it feels?” He nodded and licked some more. Soon I moaned and pushed up, and he took the hint and opened his mouth. The tip pushed in and soon he took the whole head between his lips; his tongue swirled around as he stroked the shaft. I said, “God, that feels good. Do you like it?” He nodded, shut his eyes, put his hands on my hips, and rode out my thrusts, letting an inch in and back out.. As she lets out a small moan of approval, Carson bends down to her face and plants a small kiss on the side of her lips, then cheek. He proceeds to taste the contours of her neck and lips. She immediately responds to him as she turns her head to meet his lips. Up to this point Carson never really put much thought in older women. He would follow porn actresses until they either reached a certain age, figuring they have just too old for the role. Maybe this is why he was driven to her. Maybe his. "Thank you, Irene."There was an awkward silence and then I remembered Irene's comments from Friday. "Wendy, Irene offered to help us out. She has a bit of wind power, and is offering to use that to protect you if I have to run an errand. Why don't we let her walk with us and you can get to know her."Wendy looked a bit surprised as Irene blushed. At first I thought Wendy would refuse, but instead she looked at Irene. "Why?" she asked.Irene shuffled her feet. "Because I remember how it was when I.