He places 2 fingers by her sopping wet entrance and continues to look at her face and into her eyes as he slowly moves in, he pushes his fingers all t...he way up to his knuckles, she squelches from her lubricating juices as he fingers her slick hole. “Faster, harder, fuck me with them” she says. Fast now he rams his fingers into her, her eyes close and her head flops back on to the head of the chair, her moans are deep and throaty. ”Use more fingers, stretch me". 4 of his fingers are now gliding. He started letting out sharp gasps as I took each ball in my mouth and then both. Then, I licked under his balls and could taste his muskiness close to his culo. This drove him crazy. He reached for his cock and started jerking it, I took his hands away and went back to servicing him. Meanwhile, he got into a 69 position to begin pleasuring me. I also am average size, but his hot, young, virgin mouth put me in instant ectasy. He hadn't done it to a guy before, I was his first and he didn't. .Now to the important bit………. It is late summer in Sydney and still warm luckily, you and your husband have had a long day in town, dealing with business and personal matters, but sadly nothing spicy or truly fun to brighten it all. You reach home in the later afternoon, park your car, and you both need a drink to recover your strength and to aid relaxation. It has been a longish day! Firstly, though, you both need to change from your warm, formal clothing into something a lot lighter, to enjoy. “Yes, yes,” the old man mutters. “Hot tea soothes the soul. And a troubled soul you have young man,” he says looking to Spencer.Spencer gives him a hard look which quickly softens when he sees Angela’s reaction out of the corner of his eye. “My soul is just fine,” he says.“Is that right?” the old man asks.Spencer continues to stare at the man trying hard to not stare as hard as he wants to until finally he says, “What does it matter?”“It matters a lot. Anger has its uses so long as you know how.