She sprayed it on my hand."What do you think? Did he stay away because of the smell."I took a long whiff of the perfume in my hand while meeting her ...aze withmine. I knew tonight I was going to get lucky. "No," I said gettingaroused. "It's perfect." Just then the bartender came over."Everything ok here," he asked. She broke her gaze away from mine."Everything," she said, "is exactly the way it should be."I don't even remember the night that followed. Next morning I vaguelyremembered. Mark and Molly had resigned themselves to having to settle down to a day besieged by the sluggish waters in the company of a wind-up computer, when there came a sharp rapping on the apartment door."Who is it, Mummy?" asked Monica."I don't know, dear," said Molly."Should I find out how who it is?" volunteered Mark."Do we really want to?" wondered Molly."I'll check through the eyehole," said Mark. "Keep quiet just in case they're crack dealers or muggers. I don't know whether there are any police. He was only semi hard and frustrated. When she realized he wasthere but not fucking her, she turned back to him, smiled reassuringly andasked him if he would just like to lick her - a thoughtful cocksuckingslut! He got a big grin and bent over and began tongue fucking her pussy andher asshole too! He obviously knew what he was doing because she was soonmoaning and bucking as he tongued her ass and pussy until she had anotherorgasm, drenching the old guys face with her pussy. She closed her eyes again and among the tangle of the sheets, she relived the moment. Her own hands exploring and mimicking what his had done. When she had not been able to take his teasing anymore, he had sucked and licked her into a chain of incredible orgasms, finishing her off by fucking her from behind. She remembered the feel of him inside her. The thought of it caused her sex to spasm and tighten. Her entire body craved him again. She heard the refrigerator close, and the smell of.