“Good! Got your attention again. My slutty princess drifted off there for a bit after cumming so hard. I mean my god look at this!”He said this as...he petted her drenched, tired and raw sex. He ran his fingers up thru the sticky wet folds of her pussy and then placed those fingers under her nose. He then rubbed the residue of her exploded cunt around her cheeks and eyelids.This little show of degradation and his power over her, making him hard all over again. He pushed himself closer to her. God, those fucking eyes… I swear with those eyes she could have me forever. She reaches up with her hand and slips two fingers back into my soaking wet pussy. She pokes them in and out a few times, just to tease. She continues a few moments before laying me down on her oversized sofa. I follow her green eyes as she goes back down on me with that amazing mouth of hers. Right back to my swollen clit she goes, this time she goes at me with a rough passion. Gently rolling her tongue over my clit. It had become his father's custom to drop by just before closing on Saturday and bring some deli sandwiches and a couple of bottles of beer and they would talk about whatever came up. Fred decided to try and bring Bill out on the subject of women and see if he couldn't encourage him to socialize more."Bill, have you had a date lately?" It was a topic his father had never raised before and it caught his son off-guard."Uhhhh ... no ... not lately. Why do you ask?" He was guarded in his answer.. None of these has been perfect, so far, though I like them both. Come on, honey." I hated it when older women called me "honey."She returned to her chair, I to my bench. The third box contained a pair of sandals with incredibly long tie-strings. They were intended to wrap around and around the woman's leg, finally tying somewhere behind the knees. The style was called "Gladiator", I guessed because the laces were reminiscent of Roman soldiers. This was going to be interesting, I thought.As I.