So when he was asked what he thought of Sarah, Matt replied that she was very friendly and a great cook. John again and promised to be there tomorrow.... He arrived at breakfast the next morning. Again, John had to leave before he got there. In a way Matt was happy. He knew he would be caught looking at Sarah's tits if his friend was there. He found the door open and Sarah shouted from somewhere inside, "Matt, I will be out in a minute... just finished my bath". He was looking at the family. I moved down the bed, still fingering her and positioned my head between her legs, my hands brushing her phone which she had dropped. I moved my head towards her pussy and began to tease her clit with my tongue. After a few seconds her phone screen came on and I pulled back for a moment. The screen illuminated her swollen, shaved pussy and I saw her stretched tunnel oozing white, thick cream. The message was a picture on the screen a pair of panties which I recognised as hers. She must have. She was so tasty, he was enjoying eating her pussy and knew she would not take long to cum again. He continued licking her pussy and sucking on her clit until he knew she was close to coming. He got on top of her and rubbed his cock up and down her pussy till he found her warm welcoming opening. He slipped just the head of his cock into her till he felt some resistance. He started to rub her clit making her moan loudly. Before long he could feel that she was about to cum again. This time when. Ditzy might have been vain, but she wasn't frigid. Sex came only second in importance to her mirror.The streets below on this bitterly cold Sunday were so quiet you could hear a clock ticking in the apartment across the street. Loretta's absence didn't matter to Cliff and clients were unlikely to be calling unless they wanted him to shovel their driveway. He would sleep in his office as he often did. Cliff wasn't alone on those occasions. A radio, a bottle of Scotch, a carton of Chesterfields.