Susan cried out as she felt my tongue penetrate deep inside her. ‘Oh, oh, oh my God, oh you bastard . . . I’m going to get you for saying that . .... . oh, oh, oh.’ By now she was rocking herself back and forth on my face, and after just a few minutes I shifted upward to begin licking on her clitoral hood. ‘Oh my God, oh my God, what are you doing to me? I’ve never felt anything like that . . .’ All motion stopped for a few seconds, then Susan cried out again as her body was convulsing against my. .........we started talking about personal things, we usually don't,, but why still single etc etc,,,as we were jokig she leaned over kissed my ear,, I was like hey hey laughing but surprised first time in 13 years I felt her lips on me,,,,,,,,,so we awakward but walked another hour,, I don't know where she lives, strangely on her count,,, as we walked she said/asked me If I want to go to her place for coffee she lives with this 52 yr old Russian relative who I met twice at club when we crossed. I could taste honey on her full red lips and slid my tongue in seeking more. Between us, my morning wood awoke with a vengeance. Chloe slipped a hand between us and touched it through my boxers. “Someone else is awake, I think,” she said with a sly smile. “He is, isn’t he?” I responded, “And he likes it when you touch him like that.” Chloe giggled and pushed my boxers down to release my hard cock. Her fingers lightly stroked it as we kissed again. “Can I try sucking him?” she asked, “It would. “C’mon Susie girl. We need to get more beer before the store closes.” As she was closing the door behind her, Brenda looked over at me and smiled wickedly. “Great shorts, Bennie. Do you think Sue noticed?” I looked down and discovered that the tip of my dick was hanging out of the right leg of my shorts. * * * * * “I thought you were going to drive your car, too,” I said as we loaded the gear into the back of my truck. “Don’t need it and I’m almost out of gas. We’ll just all climb in front,”.