It was sweet and spicy at the same time. “You little pervert, sniffing grannies panties like that”. “They smell good, and it looks like you wet ...yourself” I retorted, laughing. I parted her legs and went down on her. Until now everything had been slow and gentle, but I started to pick up the pace a little. I buried my tongue into her pussy, lapping at her juices. She was so wet. I slid first one, then quickly a second finger in to her, whilst licking her clit and all around her pussy lips. Her. "Look, for real now, we don't have time to stand around and chitchat. I'm gonna grab and pizza and head back to the motel. So you can come with me or you can go home to your mom."There was a note of challenge in Faith's voice and Buffy found that it got her back up. It wasn't really a difficult decision. On her present guilt trip, she was sure she wasn't up to facing her mom, not without confessing or something. She could just imagine her mom hitting the proverbial roof. Rant first, ground. He fell back onto the couch, but kept his phone pointed at me."Alright slut now that the pastry has a glazing, go ahead and eat your special breakfast treat," he casually instructed.My eyes widened and a smile formed on my face from the wonderfully naughty thought of it. Carefully, I brought the special treat towards my mouth for my initial taste. Taking a generous bite I savored the first bit, and analyzed the flavor profile. It tasted sweet and salty; there was warmth from the baked good and. This was in 2000, I was 42 at that time so was my wife. I had to travel maybe 4-6 times a year and really did not like it. We had a little phone sex while I was gone and she always knew each time I traveled that I wanted her to "dress up" in some new sexy lingerie to meet me at the airport. I was always excited to see what new "uniform" or outfit she would be wearing, plus it added to our already large sexy lingerie collection.Sandy is petite 34 C with a nice round ass and flat stomach, about.