I know they are your favorite. My arrival is set for 2:00 in the afternoon and I walk up to your front door. But just before I could knock you opened ...he door. You notice it is me and give me a passionate kiss. I hand you the roses and I can see in your smile you love them. You welcome me in first and we head into the kitchen to put the roses in some water. Then you tell me your sister is out for the weekend and that we have the house all to ourselves. You ask me if I would like a drink. Then. She actually breathed a sigh of relief when the door closed and once again hid her from the outside world. She was sweating as much from the heat outside as from the excitement of what she had just done. She was excited and terrified all at the same time yet she knew she would do it again. With the sweat and water dripping off her from her chores she headed to her room for a quick shower. After she stripped out of her clothes she stopped to check herself out in the full length mirror on her. She slowly begins to rub her lips up and down my shaft, laying back against me. Her eyes are on you, realizing that you're transfixed on watching my cock while she rubs her pussy on it. She raises her hand towards you, motioning for you to come here with just one finger. You find yourself obeying her command, getting on all fours and crawling across the room. She grabs you by the hair, bringing your face inches from my cock and her pussy as she's still slowly rubbing on me. You can smell our. She wants it much more often than I do and she is not satisfied with a single orgasm but often wants three or more. When I was younger this was not a problem, but now I just can't keep it up long enough to give her what she wants. In addition I often see her checking out younger men in the gym. She has always been attracted to the college boy type. A few years back I got her a subscription to Playgirl Magazine, hoping she would enjoy ogling young men with large, hard cocks. In bed we would look.