Her hand caressed her own cock as she began to suck Michael. Her tongue teased his slit as her lips moved around the crown. Michael just stood with ...is hand in his pocket and enjoyed Courtney's very talented mouth. He really loved this woman and enjoyed the pleasures of her body and the pleasure she brought him. Her mouth was now sliding further down his cock. She kept her left hand near the base of his cock and flush against his slacks. It wouldn't look good for the Senior Vice President. And I would get so horned up, I often times let another man suck me if I had pantyhose on and would occasionally experiment with them but that's for some later stories.So how did this all happen? I haven't a clue. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a sister and I had some time to play by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt different. Yes, Uunngh. Oh, Oohooo. Oh, please, please, all the way, please, all the way in,’ she pleads. Rolling us over until I’m on top of her I thrust in all the way, pull out then thrust in again. I pull out once more and start kissing my way down to her tits, then over her stomach and into her swollen hole. Plunging my tongue deeply into her opening, I can taste the sweet cream flavor of this woman. Twenty-seven years and she is still intoxicating. She continues to get louder as my tongue moves to. A few more clanks, sensing her joints on the verge of dislocating, finally relenting, bowing her head back, her matted hair clings against the wooden surface as she succumbs to the insidious stretching, the unbearable pain. Rasping harshly for breath through her flaring nostrils while her tautly stretched body beads with perspiration, arched out and practically vibrating across the front of the apparatus, tears well, drip from her chin across her heaving sternum. Sensing footsteps approaching.