I remember the first time I really noticed her in a “damn I got fuck her moment”. It was trash day and my dad was bitching and moaning about the b...g of garbage in the kitchen and told me to take it out back.Whining about it the whole way out the door, I grabbed the trash bag, opened the back door and headed out into the hot August sun. I no sooner heard the screen door close behind me and there she was. She was standing at the edge her pool facing away from me wearing a very skimpy two piece. A dark-clad liverymen conjured from the shadows to gently lift and place me inside the carriage. The carriage once more under way, the voice emanated a second time from the darkness of the bench across the carriage. I heard the rustling of a silky material. A hand, the arm covered in shiny black, emerged from the darkness. In the hand was a flagon. ‘Here, son, drink this. It will sooth you. You are spent and in deep fever.’ The voice was melodious, familiar, calming in its sing-song tone. I. She was nervously scattering her clothes around to see what she should wear on her first day to work. Nathan was still asleep and Callie hoped to get out of the house before he woke up. She quickly showered and started to get ready.She decided to put on her dark maroon skirt that was just a bit above the knee and a black tight v-neck top. Her black heels and hose completed her look. She was in the bathroom a about to pin up her hair and she heard Nathan's bedroom door open. She peeped out to. Her hand moved from my ass to the base of my penis. She moved me in and out with more ferocity now. Another shudder rocks my body followed by another and then another. I moan loudly as I release a decades worth of longing into her mouth. She keeps pushing me in and put of her as I slowly lose my hardness. Each time her mouth envelops me a new sensation grows stronger and stronger until I feel that I could cum all over again. When I can take no more I push her shoulders back with a long sigh..