When I had finished she said nothing, then gave a loud and dismissive “Tchhh!” as if she’d heard the same old thing all over again.“You knew?�...� I asked.“Not the details,” she said. “But I had a good idea. I was pretty sure about her and him. Didn’t know about Frank and Mona. Did you?”“Come on!” I said, exasperated. “Them? No.”“Ah well,” she said. “Ah well, said the sole. Ah sole, said the well” It was a little joke Mandy had said from time to time.“What a mess we’ve got you into,” Mrs Hubert. I work her pussy over so hard that my mouth actually got tired, and then I got up and removed my clothes. As I came back to the bed, Brenda took my cock in her hand and pulled it toward her face. I move in the direction she was pulling, like I had a choice, and Brenda took me into her mouth. I stood there looking down on her red hair as she worked my cock in and out of her mouth and I momentarily thought of Pam and felt a pang of guilt but then I look at the downy red hair between Brenda's legs. And then the power came back I turned around looked into her eyes and planted a kiss on her lips. It was probably the best feeling I had received after India won the World Cup in 2011 in Wankhade Stadium, Mumbai. We continue our kiss for exact 13 minutes. It was 6’o clock when the bell rang. She knew her parents had come and was upset that we couldn’t continue further. I waved goodbye to her and left. I received a message on Whatsapp quoting “Best 13 minutes of my life”. I couldn’t wait to see. Her hand slipped back between her legs and I felt her soft touch as she gently squeezed my balls and together with the slow gyrating I could feel my cock coming back to life and she obviously felt it too as the gyrating became more intense and it wasn’t long before my cock was rock hard again.With my cock still buried deep inside her I put my arm around her waist and picked her up bending her over the chair and started to pound away from behind, she cried out as each thrust banged against her.