I slowly took off my top and groaned in ecstasy as I felt his mouth suck my right nipple. His hands had my belt and jeans open in seconds and I raised my bottom as he expertly removed them in one go. “ Stand up a minute baby” he said and slipped my Red Kicker boots off and my socks as I held him for balance. “Wow, what a gorgeous slim little boi we have here” he said as he stroked my bottom and pulled me toward him” look at that little cock of yours leak” he said and slowly wiped his forefinger across the head of my rock hard cock and wiped the string of pre cum from it and beckoned me to offer my mouth. I moaned as he wiped it across my lips and licked it off “ No baby, don’t lick it off yet” He soothed, “ Leave it this time” he said. He looked me directly in the eyes as he repeated the moveI closed my eyes as he smeared it on my lips again and looked at him for direction. He pulled me down so I was knelt between his muscular hairy thighs and kissed me gently. I gasped and melted. 00am. She was pretty pissed off about that as she had been looking forward to a lie-in in the morning.”I smiled. “Serve her right.” I said with a degree of satisfaction. “I’ve not got anything before noon tomorrow.”“That’s what I thought,” there was a long pause then she looked at me with a slight smile. “…..so would you like me to bring you up a cup of tea in the morning?”It must have been my dark mood because I didn’t immediately cotton on to what she was saying then it hit me.I looked at her wide-eyed.“You mean……..?”She nodded, “Well…..the house will be empty so……….” She shrugged her shoulders.I looked at her unable to believe that it might really happen at last. All the times I had thought about our conversations, and the times I had imagined it was her I was in when I was fucking Jen, of knowing she could hear us as I did……..I nodded slowly.“Are you sure you really want to?” I asked fearful that the answer might not be what I wanted to hear.This time it was her turn to nod.
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