I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has ...o rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I don’t yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table.I generally have lunch each day in the Men’s Grill at the Golf Club, so eating out is not an option in the evening. I ‘m ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door. She used. One of them, "Cowboy" I called him, because of what he was wearing, was really making it obvious that he was liking D!. Wow.. They were thinking what every guy in the bar was.. "I Want THAT!"Every guy in that bar had their eyes on D at this time... She was unbelievably hot, and dressed to kill. Every guy just knowing that she would be a handful in the bedroom... and that Al was the guy enjoying every gorgeous inch of that hot blonde! And me, I was going to get to play too?? Fucking pinch me!!D. .I try again, this time not so deep and build a rhythm pulling down your shaft while taking you deeper inside, wanking you into my mouth.My middle finger is now massaging your arse and even working inside, just deep enough to press at your prostate and stimulate the deeper part of your penis..you grasp my hair and throw your head back, groaning in enjoyment...You're now thrusting at my mouth and I can taste the salty evidence that soon you will choke me with your thick cum, and I look up to try. A tie dangled out from beneath her skirt.She winked at me then twirled away. I gasped and strutted after her, my skirt flaring to show off the bottom cheeks of my ass. She went for the stripper pole and swung around it, the end of my panties dangling out of her pussy. I darted my hand and ripped it out of her snatch.“PEACH!” the watching girls squealed as I held up my recovered panties. They applauded. It was so wild. I drank it in.I pressed the scrap of cloth against my face and smeared.