Ellen had always seemed to go for the surface pleasures, nothing really meaningful. And Ann had to admit that she’d been openly judgmental about tha...t—probably far too often. But it was Christmas. Ann always hoped for the best, especially at Christmas time. It had been the one season in her family during which she had been happy—because the spirit of Christmas had always given her hope. No matter what was actually happening in her life. Ann knew what she’d do. She’d shop for a few Christmas. It took almost no time for the first wave of orgasm to flow through her, and after a second she turned an took my cock in her mouth to give me a beautiful warming tongue embrace. Looking out across the fields to the sheep and the church beyond, aware that anyone could pass us along the track at any moment, and completely in the moment of her mouth was wonderful.Quickly she wanted me inside her. And with no need to try and take time we built up with shared excitement to a rush of my explosion. “I meant my position. Sitting? Standing?”“Oh, I see.”“This is your fantasy, so tell me what you’d like.” Straightening her spine, she caressed her breasts. “Would you like to hose these?” French-polished fingernails circled hardened nipples. “Pretty, aren’t they?”Gulping, he nodded.“Or maybe…” She slowly, deliberately, parted her thighs. “You’d like to aim here?”Her fingertips stroked her shaved mound then, venturing further, she spread her labia. Her sex was moist and puffy. A single digit. I enjoy having a dick in my mouth and looking up to see the excitement in the guys eyes. I also enjoy being degraded while sucking dick. It turns me on when I hear a guy say "suck that dick bitch" or hearing him call me a whore. So anyways, I was hanging out with a friend and she asked if I would like to come back to her house to swim in the pool. So as we are laying out by the pool catching some sun, I look up and see someone looking out the blinds. When he saw that I had saw him he quickly.