"Be prepared to whisper sweet things to me, Birthday Boy," she said in the raspy voice that made the hair on the back of my neck stand at attention.La...ter that night the hair was still tingling when I went out for a run. Doctor Mercer joined me and I told him about the money I needed to invest. He said he would do some research, but suggested we hear what my dad's broker offered.I thanked him and told him I would keep him informed.On Thursday afternoon there was a large carton propped against. But I always used to ogle at her whenever she came out to go for her morning walks and at other times too. But I didn’t make it very obvious to her. I have even masturbated a number of times thinking about her but never really had any chance to make my move on her.One Sunday, I was on the terrace in my gym room working out heavily. The time was nearly 5.30 pm and the climate was kind of breezy and cool. This aided my workout and I was sweating it out profusely.I have the habit of recording my. He pulled her lace panties to one side, her thick clear sticky juices clinging to the fabric. Her sweet smell was even stronger, and her pussy lips were dropping down onto his own lips, his nose touching the hood of her clit. She lowered himself onto her, and he started eating her out. His cock was getting hard again- Loretta was making sure of that, rubbing her pussy juices up and down his cock and now putting it into her small mouth, circling the bell end with her tongue. John massaged. .. They get really pissed!!) She wasn't ready, so I offered to help fix the meal. I did. It was delicious... after I threw in a lot of stuff from her fridge (shrimp, scallops, garlic, a little white wine--you know! Good stuff.)I yelled, "Supper's ready!" & she came out of her bedroom looking like Aphrodite, herself... & smelling just as sweet as orange blossoms in full bloom. All I could do was stare & manage to gulp out a little unintelligible sigh about how GREAT she looked. She was wearing a.