She had a tight waist but rather largehips that worked back and forth as she hurried along. Martin figured shewas wearing some sort of form fitting ga...ment underneath maybe a girdle.She had big hair, platinum blonde in color with a jeweled comb in it,and rather heavily madeup for everyday wear. Her dress was moreappropriate to an evening at the opera, as the purple top had sequinsand sheer material and the skirt was form fitting and just covering theknee. Her fingernails were rather long and. I turned in front of her as she sat on the piano bench. once again she firmly grabed my cock but then she also engulfed it about half way down the shaft in her mouth.The feeling was blissful. The first time in my life my cock entered into anything other then my hand.She pulled off it and tryed again gaining alittle more ground. my cock was about to explode having this girl of my dreams giving me my first knob job. But i held back,focussing on the sharpness of her back teath rubbing my shaft to. I turned my head and it was at this moment I came face to face with his, what I can only describe as 'delicious' meaty, thick cock. It had snaked its way down his thick, muscular thigh and just the tip was poking out of the bottom of his loose fitting boxer shorts. It was inches from my face and I could smell the musk that washed over me. It is true that you will never forget that first sight and smell of a strong, thick, black cock. The last inch between us was closed in a second as 'O', or it. In all my years I've never had a better blow job. I looked down and she was so wet that you could see the moisture through her shorts. All those years she was so stuck up to me and never gave me the time of day but now I knew I could do whatever I wanted to to her and I started to get hard again. I quickly turned her around and took her shirt, shorts, and very wet panties off. Man she had the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. It was tiny and clean shaven but very, very swollen. Her.