“Here’s to being good neighbors and mowed yards,” I said. Sherry ran her tongue over her lips after taking a drink from her wine glass. “I lo...ve a good red wine,” she whispered. It was as it she was purposefully being suggestive. There was no hiding the effect she had on me. Sherry’s glanced at my crotch and smiled. “Why don’t you take your shorts off and get comfortable,” she suggested. “I don’t know,” I defensively replied. “I won’t tell if you don’t,” Sherry said as she placed her elbows on. I could not hold it anymore and I pushed my cock deep through the hole and I felt the back of his throat, shooting my hot cum down.She continued sucking my cock and milking every drop. My knees began to buckle, as she finally pulled her mouth back and kissed gently the tip of my softening spent cock. It felt so good…I knelt down and shoved my own hand through the hole, grabbing her crotch. She was wearing a short tight skirt and she grasped my hand, pulling it apart. I heard her laughing. She. ‘Shall we examine it now. I’ve suddenly gone off the idea of coffee, how about you Lena.’ ‘Oh no, I don’t want coffee either. Let’s examine it properly!’ So we both knelt on the floor in front of him and started to undo his trousers. We eased them off him and then he stood on one leg as we removed his socks. He’s got a thing about making love with his socks on, he won’t do it for some reason. There he stood in his underpants and shirt, the head of his erection sticking out from the top.. My ear carefully tracked the sounds, detecting that a key had gone into the door, followed by the subsequent clinking and clanking of the lock mechanism opening."Shit!" I shouted as quietly as I could to Ami. She got off my cock, and I tried to pull my swimming shorts back on.Footsteps echoed down the corridor that went through the house to the back garden and quickly came up to the kitchen door."Oi, Ami!" Laura called from the kitchen.'Why the fuck did you do that? Why are you attracting her.