Lynn turned the car key off and the motor quit. She grabbed her purse from the passenger seat and with her other hand released the door handle. The ca... door swung open and she rolled out of the low riding Saab. Her blouse was soaking wet across her back. Lynn shut the car door and slung her purse strap over her shoulder. Then pulled her shirt outward, shaking it to allow air to her skin and to shed the sticky shirts grip. She began walking towards the station entrance and stopped when she saw. "i really think you should" came back. Before I could type "go to hell" the screen changed and gave the option to "accept media message" yes/no. I hit yes and a multimedia message started loading. It opened and began playing. There I was, dressed like I was now, minus panties, standing on the arms of the chair in our bedroom. My image slowly squatted until my butt was almost on the chairs' seat, legs wide open, exposing a very red, wet pussy. I then started sliding a long neck beer bottle up. I couldn't take even half of him in my mouth before I gagged. He moaned as I moved up and down. My saliva dripped all over his shaft. When I pulled back for air, there was a string of saliva that connected us.Carlo reached for me, pulled me beside him and kissed me hard. We rolled over until he was above me. He looked into my eyes and whispered, "You are so beautiful, Liz. When your mom asked if you could stay with me, I never dreamt we'd end up here."With my heart pounding, I asked, "No. That afternoon.It was really on for both of us. She showed me how to satisfy a woman in a first class manner.” “Had you ever gone down on a girl before that?” Sandra wanted to know. “Yes, a few times but only girls, she taught me the finer points on a real woman. The next week I mowed her lawn and she asked me to fuck her again.” “She obviously likes you, I think I know why myself now.” “Every week since, I have mowed her lawn and fucked her. Now she also pays me. I don’t know if it’s for.