There was no question that Dan was extremely attracted to Cindy atfirst. She had seen him staring at her while he sat at the bar thatevening. Never on...ce did he look at Patty even when she and Patty wereout on the dance floor.Once Dan got the invitation to join them he somehow managed to slidright up next to Cindy in that booth that evening. Cindy expected tofeel one of Dan's meaty hands on her thigh or knee that evening but heacted like a total gentleman to her surprise. Not like most of the. Cuban aircraft intercepted U.S. Navy patrol planes over international waters.”With concern, she looked into my eyes. “Will that trigger open warfare?”“Not so far.”“I’m scared.” I kissed her, and our tongues banished the fear. My hands explored under her leotard.At first, her tension made her dry, but I was able to connect my fingers to my 67-year-old mind, and draw out her heat and nectar. When my fingers began to slither, I lifted her onto my thigh and ground against her mound until she. She lifted her head again and looked between her legs at me. “Do you use, like, shaving cream or something?”“I don’t,” I answered. “There are some pretty delicate pieces down here,” - I patted her on the pussy, causing her to jerk just a little - “and shaving cream prevents me from seeing what I’m doing. You’ll probably feel a little razor burn, but it won’t be bad and will go away quickly. Trust me, I do Jess the same way every time.”Without further ado, I dipped a corner of another towel into. At least six good spurts fall on her tongue, with a remainder dribling down the head. She gives the cock a good squeeze, getting the last drop into her mouth. She opens wide to the camera, exposing the big load lying on her tongue. She closes her mouth and swallows, opening up to show that it's all gone.Dad swallows audibly 'you mean, she did that...?' he looks back to his son, who nods with half open mouth still eagerly watching the screen. He notices the buldge in his son's pants is not going.