'But there is no 160 Marble Road.' I tried to look on in disbelief and stutter 'What, Where, I don't know what to do, I was told to be there at six-...hirty and now I don't have a way to get back home.' The handsome guy said 'come on, i'll let you use my phone.' We started to walk towards the house. When we was in side I played like I was searching for the phone number 'I don't seem to have the number with me,' I said lamely. 'OK,' he said, 'I'll get us something to drink than you can tell me. It was obvious that Gabi was into orally pleasing her partner. She applied her skills by lovingly sucking each of my balls into her mouth. Then she would pull back slightly tickling the testicle with the tip of her tongue while humming. It felt terrific.This work out had its effect on her too. The aroma of an older woman in heat filled the air. The smell of a mature woman has an earthy organic odor that a younger woman lacks. It was so good that I sucked in the smell very deeply growing hotter. As the night progress she filled my head with desire and she changed into something a little more sexually provocative. We were in the dinning area I was sitting on a short stool. She came to me spreading my legs to get close. I could feel her heat against my genitals. My cock was hard and ready to explode as she press her body against it. We started to kiss as I felt her tongue split my lips. Her scent was now deep in my head. Our tongues entwined in sex while I pulled her close. For the first. This was what regularly happened for the next four days. Saturday night came and my grandmother came up to where we were and told us that they would be going to church in the morning so they had to go to bed early. Being the only atheist in the house, my grandmother respected that and said I did not have to go to church if I did not want to…. I chose to sleep in with thoughts of an early morning masturbation session. At 7 or so in the morning, my aunt came up to wake up my two cousins. I.