“And it was good to see you again. I know where to come to ask for advice.”“I heard that you bought Tom Sawyer’s lock shop. You turned it into...a tiny house I’m told.” she said.“No a tiny house is too fancy for what I have. It’s more a rustic urban cabin. Stop by sometimes I’ll show you around,” I offered.“I just might do that,” she said with a smile.I gave her a better look when she walked away. She was five six or so and probably weighed around one fifty. She had hit forty I was pretty sure,. He grinned at me and gently patted the tip of his cock with a finger. “Hop on, Angela.”Fucking was always one thing Dan and I did well. We’d pretty much tried everything it was possible for two people to try and we were damn good at it. I felt a fresh wave of arousal hit as I crossed to the lounger and straddled his thighs. His hard cock nestled against my wet snatch and I rubbed myself across it getting it nice and slick before kneeling up and teasing the tip against my entrance. Dan caught my. "Jayden, that feels so good. Have you done this before?" No. I didn't even think about it, but you're so beautiful."She gently puts pressure on my head wanting me to move down her tummy. Soon I am facing her luv lips that are full and puffy. Her scent is overwhelming! There's moisture on her slit. Her body moves as she spreads her legs. The slit magically opens up showing me her moist, pink, inner lips. What really has my attention in the half-inch protrusion at the top of her slit? It reminds. “One question though,” she said as she stood abruptly. Bob's interest had been captured by the sight of her deliciously bare thighs. “Uh, Earth to Bob. Come in Bob,” she teased. “Uh, uh, what?” Bob said, his eyes looking up to meet Sandy's. “I have a question.” “So ask,” he replied, his eyes dropping to the vee between Sandy's legs. “Does Paula ever go without a bra?” Bob looked up. “You mean my girlfriend Paula? Sure, most all the time.” “Really? And her folks don't care?” Sandy asked.