Schmidt from across the street. When I walked out to pick up the mail, she asked me, with eyebrows arched, who I was.I told her. I explained that Gran...ddad was off on a trip, and I was house-sitting for the duration. It helped, I think, that I bore at least a vague resemblance to the old man who lived there.She bought my story. Mrs. Schmidt, a young married woman in her mid-30s, couldn't help but betray a mild interest in me, similar to that displayed by the young waitresses at the cafe.What a. I was kissing around her navel and she was moaning loudly and started to press my dick on my underwear only.I removed her bra and panty and touched her pussy it was wet and very beautiful. I smelled it and kissed on it and started to suck it. I was moving my tongue up and down on her pussy and she was moaning and I slowly stretched her legs and spread her pussy lips and sucked her inner lips. I placed her inner lips in between my lips and started to suck them and she could and control and she. I spat in the inside of the heel and licked my spit all over the sole of her black high heel . i then spat 3 more times in the inside of it and then put it back down and slid the spit covered heel back on Rheannas little 17 year old foot . we stopped off so Jack and Sam could get a kebab . they both got out the car to go get a kebab each leaving me and Rheanna in the back of the car . now was my chance . i lent over and sniffed her hair . it was so nice the smell was incredible so i decided to. She faced away from me. I leaned in using the palms of my hands to slowly lower myself closer to the book shelf. Now she had her arms by her side, gently pushing in at the tops of her breasts. For a moment I imagined what it would feel like to run my lips across the top of her chest.I hadn't taken a breath yet. I opened my mouth wide so I could exhale deeply without making too much noise. Her arms pushed together a little more as she continued to study the book. I watched as the smoothness of.