I was happy from inside as I had got a chance to be alone with her. But my bad luck was her younger son was still there. In evening Samar left for her... Nani’s place.She came back from office I offered her water. In the night his younger brother had food early and slept as he had an exam in the morning. In the night she changed into a nighty. She bought two glasses of wine and sat beside me on the balcony. We were chatting.While chatting she told me how after divorce she has been coming up with. For the next four weeks I waited and watched, they fucked like bunny rabbits, and I watched them through my rear window into their kitchen and through my spy hole in my living room wall. I knew every inch of his naked body and decided I needed to have him also, after all even though we rarely if ever spoke, he knew of my existence, and I was sure he could hear me as easily as heard him and them.One evening I was sitting painting a small landscape, when there was a knock on my front door. I went. She let the tip of her tongue slide over my purple cockhead and then in one expert move swallowed my engorged penis.Could this woman suck – she really could – she would take my phallus right down to the base of her throat and then withdraw, so that her spit was like a white slime on my shaft – she did this about a dozen times before shifting her attention to my testicles. I don’t know how many of you have had your testicles sucked, but if you get the chance, do not give it a miss – especially. I just turned, dropped to my knees, and wrapped my lips around the head, sucking gently as my tongue swirled softly around it. "Oh yeah, just like that," I heard again, which turned me on even more.They say you never forget your first one, and the memory of that one is definitely burned into my brain. The smell and taste and feel of him, every bump and vein along its 6" or so length, nice and thick but not so thick I couldn't get my mouth around it - I remember it vividly.I kept my lips tight.