?Beautiful isn’t she? said Cathy, I could only murmur an ascent watching a small trickle of sweat roll from her hair line and down her face. Those ...uge eyes scrunched up tight against the fire in her shoulders. ?Top up?? asked Cathy taking the jug from the tray. ?sure?, Claire merely gasped and let out a low moan as the pain in her shoulders started to ease a little. Cathy refilled our glasses emptying the jug which she then replaced on the tray. She then started questioning me at length. It was just possible that I would explode in her mouth. I had found that most of my lady friends couldn’t suck me off unless they were exceptional cock suckers. Even her mother Vicky couldn’t get me off.The inability to suck me off usually meant that the lady got a huge load deposited in the depths of her pussy - still a winning situation for me.I had my hand on the back of her head, urging her to take me deeper. I could feel my balls coming to a boil ... ignition was imminent.“Swallow it all. "Are you alright?" She asked giving me a smile. "Irrr, errr yes mum." She then sat down and I found myself looking at her nipples every so often. She again caught me out a few times and always just gave me a smile and each time I would blush even more. Why were her nipples still so hard? I had never noticed that on her before.Over the next week I didn't get a chance to perve on her, as we had a lot of rain and wouldn't you know, it was mainly towards evening. So I had to make do with looking at. I had never been with anyone over 25 and had never wanted to either. Everyone sat around talking and drinking for a few hours. I was pretty d***k by the time that the couple decided to go home. The older man and myself had been talking quite a bit. He had a grandaughter just a few years younger than me. My parents said that they were tired and were about ready for bed. The older man told them that he just wanted to finish his beer and then he’d be going home. They asked if it was okay if they.