Oh, and high heels. You might have noted that I didn't mention any bra and panties. Correct. I may be thirty-nine, but I still look good. And, oh, my,...this outfit would make a whore blush. To tone it a bit, I simply wore pink lipstick, a pearl choker and the barest dab of perfume…between my thighs. John pronounced me 'highly fuckable' and we were on our way at last; me sitting on a towel to absorb my rising excitement. We parked and I waited as John got the room key and came back so we could. I knew that she had never done it before, so I said it can hurt and she shouldn’t use her teeth. I told her how to do it and said when I starts to cum she should stay on and keep sucking after just a few minutes I started to cum and but she pulled off, some got in her mouth and I wasn’t sure if I wanted that to happen. She pointed my penis away from her and didn’t get any cum on her this time. Just to encourage her and I said you did very well for the first time. The next night we had another. When you're ready, I'll give you a scratch with my nails, not a deep one just one that tells you to gently and slowly begin to sit back and let me lick your hole while someone fingers her pussy/clit as well. I grab your legs as you sit on me feeling your plumpness as you relax your cheeks as my dick hardens. I look up at you as my hands graze your arching back and you smile back at me as I get a taste of that "whipped cream" I was talking about. You purr your thank yous as I wrestle your legs. Does that make sense?" Oversimplification would be the best policy."Hmm... nope. But at least you're talking again. That's a plus. What kind of good things? Like Ms. Hawthorne practically curtsying every time you so much as walk by? That kind of thing?"Jake gave Gary a lazy smile. "Yeah. Like that. That's not all she does either." Jake held Gary's eyes until his suggestion registered."No way." It was almost a whisper.Jake chuckled again and looked away. "Yeah. Keep that to yourself. I find out.