She was moving her mouth back and forth with my tool inside. Man, that was the best feeling I ever had in my entire life.She was doing that for almost...15-20 mins. I then pulled her back and removed her sling tight jeans and was not even in a mood to observe what kind of panty she was wearing and removed that at once.I made her sit on the sofa with her legs wide open. It was a clean shaven pussy and slowly started kissing her thighs and legs, this was making her go high and she was eagerly. He kept his finger in the same position and I was able to scooch back against it. I moved back more and felt it entering me. Now I was controlling how far and how fast it went in I was able to enjoy the feeling. And it did feel good. George's finger in my ass was exposing my senses to a whole new dimension of pleasure. "Like it, sweet boy?" Oh man...." I rocked back against his hand. His finger went deeper into my ass.Now I was comfortable I asked him to move his hand and finger me. I came up. He pulled her up and down to the floor. He lay on his back and told her to straddle his chest. She looked slightly confused, but did as he asked, remembering what he said about hesitating and considering her arse was still tingling from her last ‘punishment’ she didn’t want another one straight away. As she lowered herself onto his chest he shuffled down slightly, so when she made contact, it was with his tongue rather than his chest.She jumped back up, not sure at first what she was feeling,. I hastened to accept.The next few days were a bit nerve-wracking. At one and the same time Iwanted to show Mrs Ryan - Maggie - that I could make a convincing woman,but was also scared at sharing my 'other self' with my landlady. Still Ihad committed myself, so there was nothing for it but to go through withwhat I had promised. On the Sunday morning I lay in bed working out whatbest to wear. I finally settled on my royal blue dress, barely-blacktights, and my blue heels. The decision taken, I.