Her thong was limiting the movement of my fingers and tongue so I took it of and now I could dive onto her hot slit with full force, I got up after a ...hile, our tongues met each other again while my fingers were satisfying her wet cunt. Now that I didn't get hindered bij her thong it didn't take long before Sonja came, and before she had the time to come to from her orgasm my face was between her legs again and my tongue up her juicy pussy. I played with her clit with my tongue, sucked and. “Come on in, Tommy. I’m not shy, and you’ve seen everything I’ve got anyway.”, she said, with a wink.I went to the shower and got the washcloth I used earlier, wet it with warm water at the sink and cleaned myself up. I rinsed the cloth out and handed it to Loren.“Thanks, Tommy. You really filled me up, It was running down my leg all the time I was getting in here. Good thing I can’t get pregnant!”, she chuckled.“Ahhhh ... yeah! Can’t argue with that!” I chuckled a bit, myself.Loren cleaned. Indeed, hers was the first farm that one would pass by when driving on the busy A404 (M) from the M1 to visit the bustling new town of Buckland Common. She'd never have been criticised so much if she was living in Wales or Northumbria, but here where land costs were high and the distance to market was so short there was nothing she could do to satisfy her neighbours. When she didn't suffer taunts from Greens who could never appreciate the value of a good leg of lamb or beef on the bone, she had. It was about nine o'clock that night when I heard the doorbell again and when I opened the door the mother who had been with the k**s was standing there. "You said you would give later so I thought I would drop by." I said "Sure would you like to come in while I get the money?" She followed me into the kitchen and I got my wallet out to give her $20 when she said "I was hoping for a little more than that." When I said it was what I normally gave in the past she asked if I would allow her to.