She took the dog and said Gracias! and walked back home. When Lettie got back to her door it was locked. I was still standing outside watching her wig...le the door knob and hold the dog. She put the dog down and tried the window and the poodle ran back over to my yard. Lettie walked back over. She said I no get it. Meaning she was locked out. I opened my door and said come in. Barefoot holding the poodle Lettie walked in the house. I told her it was ok to put the dog down on the floor, Lettie. Taking my chance, my hands gently pressed her mouth down around the hot throbbing meat of my manhood. She opened obediently for me, closing her lips around my length and sucking me in. Her hot, wet tongue slid down my length and swirled around me, sending quivers of fantastic pleasure through my body and an explosive moan cascading from my lips. I didn’t need to guide her; she was more than competently sucking my dick of her own accord. I held her hair and stroked her cheeks as they bulged and. Sure enough her mail beeped at her a moment later. She smiled as she saw what she knew she would see: I would wish that everything I touched turned to gold. It was a good wish, with many loopholes. She cleared her mind and with a power only one of her kind could possess she intoned: All that glitters is not gold, This is something you will behold, When your world becomes bleak and cold. But since this wish you asked of me, By earth, wind, fire, and the sea, What you wish shall come to be. She. Ten minutes later, Layla began to head to her car when she saw Mrs. Walsh in the background, patiently waiting for her daughter. Layla walked over to the shy woman. Layla started the conversation. "Mrs. Walsh, your daughter is one great soccer player." Thank you, Layla," she replied, beaming like a mother should when her daughter makes her proud, "and please, call me Clara." Ok, Clara," Layla obeyed, "I assume she gets her hard work and determination from you."The beautiful MILF or MIPS (mom I.