Although her voice sounded far away I seemed to recognize it. "Why are you in here?" I questioned. “I'm looking for John Stone." She replied, still ...ooking at the moon."Well I'm here now.” I responded. “Why don't we go downstairs and talk there?"This made her turn away from the window and look directly at me. It was only then I could see her beautiful blue eyes looking back at me and a strange smile crossed her face. "You’re not John Stone." She returned harshly, "Not the John Stone I. All the while, she continued to breathe heavily. He could tell she liked this. Her soft gasps and gentle mewling told him so. He could also tell that the more he licked and breathed heavily on her neck, the more excited she became.His right hand moved to her breast and he noticed it was wet. It was wet from the drool that had fallen on it while she sucked his cock. He smeared what moisture was left there all over the whole massive globe. He then grabbed the breast firmly and sank his fingers. Then I felt her wet mouth encircle the tip of my cock. If I had been standing, my knees would have buckled. She slowly took just my head inside her warm mouth and it felt incredible. I laid back almost unable to move as I felt her heavy tits brush against the top of my thighs with my cock in her mouth. She started flicking her tongue on my sensitive head and it felt incredible. It was better than anything I had experienced before. Next, she worked it in circles around the head and began to take. When he was done he came out and said “I'm going to the gym for a couple of hours.” and gave me a kiss goodbye. It was strange he picked that time to go as he rarely works out on weekends. When he was gone I looked at Yumiko and said “You heard us I assume. I am sorry if that was too much. It was just talk because of what Peter heard you and I chatting about. I'm very sorry.”She smiled and said “No, it's okay. Please don't worry Sachiko. We are the ones who put the idea in his head with our.