Brown lived because Granny would sometimes take finished ceramics to customers' houses if we needed space on the shelves. Granny's shop was in our ol... barn. It wasn't a big space at all. I arrived to her house on Oak Street, about a 5 minute bike ride from my house. It was raining, but not too bad to ride my bike in it. Mrs. Brown let me in. I learned she wasn't married. She had been, but not anymore."Can I get you a Fresca or a Tab or some ice water?" She asked."Thanks, Mrs. Brown. . I dumped my face in her pussy hair and then put out my tongue and slid it between her pussy lips.She was completely wet and tasting her warm precum made my dick, even more, harder. I sucked and licked her pussy and clit for some time.Initially, she had some discomfort, but she quickly got the hang of it and started enjoying it. She was moaning very sexily. It only took few minutes before she climaxed. She grabbed my hair tightly at that time and pressed my head into her pussy.I went back to her. “I’m going to cum!” I moaned. “Dat’s the whole idea,” said Inga. “Come into my mouth.Ve do tmy so you don’t come too soon later.”I erupted. Inga swallowed everything I had to give. “That felt good, didn’t it?” Inga asked. “Wonderful,” I replied, “but I’m getting soft now.” “Don’t worry. Young boys can get hard right away. I’llmake you hard. Hold my breast. See the soft nipple.. The bare bottom of my feet feel the carpet. I am carrying cute little pom poms. My hair is tied with in pig tails with red ribbons. In front of the door I stand there waiting obediently.The door opens. She is dressed in long black leather boots and black lingerie. She looks me over biting her under lip. I make no eye contact keeping my eyes on her boots. She motions me into the room. I stand in the center. The air in the room is cold. It chills my exposed flesh.Her man is sitting on the edge of.