There was absolutely no room in the spare bedroom because all Tim's furniture was in there so it was decided he would sleep on the sofa. I showered, g...t into my nightdress and gave Tim a kiss goodnight and went to bed. I woke up after midnight to see the light in the lounge room still on, I decided to find out what was happening. There was Tim trying to get to sleep lying on the floor, the sofa obviously too small for him. I stood and looked at him and said this will take weeks you can't sleep. Have whiskey?”I actually did. Monday had given me a bottle of scotch for Christmas last year. I had never developed a taste for it, but kept it around in case I had company ... and I was glad that I had!“Come in,” I said, and backed out of the bedroom. It gave me another chance at an eyeful of her slim nakedness. Small, compact, definitely fit ... not a blemish on her creamy skin. Despite her alien looks she was gorgeous.I pulled the whiskey bottle down from the top kitchen cupboard and as I. I guess she already had a plan in her mind. We kissed each other passionately. Her taut nipples pressed against my chest. My cock was pressed in between our pelvic regions.My hands held her buttocks and started squeezing them. She moaned in pleasure to my advances. She was breathing heavily, and my cock now reminded me that it needed some warm oil massage. And Sharons crack was a perfect place to get that. I lifted her, as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I placed her arse on the top of. I could tell he was close to his ultimate goal as his hips pumped against his frantic fist. I stood motionless, just squeezing my thick shaft, my focus trained on the end of his large excited knob. His feet shuffled as he put more effort into his thrusting bottom and hand.I stared hard, my body shaking now, my breaths coming in short pants. I watched intently as his hand paused at the thick base of his angled shaft. One, two, three long slow strokes followed, then he rocked on his heels as he.