She wandered about the villa gardens and gazed towards the curving arch of the horizon as it receded upwards in the distance.She tried to spot Beatric...'s familiar figure in the distance. Sometimes the android wore a thin gossamer dress. Sometimes she wore a tight revealing top and shorts. Sometimes she was naked. But normally she would appear from somewhere over the horizon and walk unhurriedly towards Nadezhda's villa with a broad smile that taunted the captain but was also a prelude to their. Where were you that night?"I explained the dinner date, the dancing, and bringing Yolanda home before heading back to my apartment."Is Mrs. Michaels married?" No ... I mean ... she's a widow. Her husband was killed in Afghanistan." Maybe a jealous ex-boyfriend, trying to warn you off?" I'd be surprised. She's been pretty much on her own, trying to keep her kids and home together. She hasn't had time for a boyfriend." Until you came along?" I guess. I've been helping her out with things. You can. When she started to go down lower to lick my ass, and stroke my cock with both hands, I admit, I got distracted. My head flung back for a second, and my cock leaked precum all over her hands. I couldn't help it, but reach down, and shove her deeper in my ass, telling her to stroke my cock faster for me. She knew that was one of my favorites, the dirty slut.After an hour, I couldn't hold it any more, but had finished enough work as is anyway. I grabbed her hair, shoved her down on my cock and. She becond me up towards her head and we had the most enjoyable snog with tongues going in and out of each others mouth with a vengence, thats where you notice a close shave helps, her hands were all over me like a rash as i had started on her feet she had been waiting long enough to explore me.i broke off the kiss till later and went straight for her nipples sucking and nibbling them was sending her wild she was rubbing her legs up and down mine and the sound and feeling was fab, no other.