She taught me how to lick her clit and to put my penis between her legs, entering her with a forceful pumping action. She became like a drill sargent..., making me work as hard as I could, but she would bask in her success and she began to call my penis hers.A few weeks of being Mrs. Smythe's hand man, she said that I had passed her final inspection and was ready. What she meant by this, I would soon find out.The next time I came to her house, I noticed several cars in her driveway, so feeling. " Moans erupted from her mouth, her body shuddered and her pussy became far more wet."Are you close to cumming dear?" "Mmm'mm!" She moaned into my breasts."Then cum. Cum all over my hand, squirt your juices you filthy little beauty!" I said.Her body shook again, i could almost feel her strong contractions. Juice erupted from her,she moaned into my breasts and wanted me to release her mouth, but i kept her pressed firmagainst my breast.My hand became coated in her juices, she sucked hard on my. ”I was unable to reply because my heart stuck in my throat, so I simply shrugged a ‘no problem’ gesture. When Garrick pushed the red speedo down and let it drop to the ground, my jaw almost hit the floor. Firstly, how that red speedo had managed to contain its contents, was a total mystery to me. Secondly, his huge balls looked like a creamy coloured shopping bag with two oranges in it. Thirdly, his thick knob was topped by the biggest pink mushroom head I had ever seen. Thank the lord I had. I fixed my hair and slipped on some loafers, and met Jenn at the door. She looked me over critically and said, "Why don't you ever wear skirts? A blue jean skirt would really liven up that outfit." I tried to remember the reason I had never worn a skirt, but couldn't think of it. "You may be right, sis-do you have one I could borrow?" She did, and also gave me a short half slip "to keep your skirt from sticking to your stockings" and also a pair of black flats "to replace those terrible.