The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach house in a large home, with exceptional landscaping and a large screened-in pool betwee... the house and the marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a retired engineer who had moved to Florida from Pennsylvania a few years before. A good looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis player and an exceptional golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 foot ten or so, with salt and pepper hair and neatly trimmed. He began to increase the speed of the fingers moving inside of her along with the pressure of his lips on her nipple. He stopped abruptly and pulled his fingers out of her slowly. He moved his hot mouth away from her breasts, and began planting passionate kisses on the sensitive skin inside of her thighs. He delicately inched his way upwards, until Christina felt the hot, tickling sensation of his tongue running through her pussy. She arched her back violently, her sharp nails digging into. " What if someone notices? " I asked and she said, " No one is going to notice because they don't monitor this elevator and besides, no one hardly uses it!" I got down on my knees and lifted up her skirt while she propped one of her legs up over my shoulder. Next, I pulled her red cotton panties to the side, and dove my tounge into her pussy. I was attacking her clit with my tounge and sucking on her pink pussy lips for a minute or two, just enough to get her ready for me to penetrate her. Barbara knelt up on the blanket grabbing the first black cock that neared her. He was about ten inches long and rock hard. She jerked him a couple times with her hand as he moaned in pleasure with the touch of a woman’s hand for the first in a long time. Barbara guided his cock to her mouth and took him in. She sucked on the big head of his cock, then slowly took him deeper inside her wet mouth. His cock hit the back of her throat and Barbara wasted no time as she pushed her mouth further on to.