’ Richard raised an eyebrow. ‘Are you saying men can’t chop vegetables as well as woman?’ ‘No, I’m saying I think men are best suited to m...aking mayonnaise.’ Ivy’s eyes were glittering with some private joke. He still looked, so she continued. ‘You have stronger wrist muscles, more—’ she waved her hand, ‘stamina in that area.’ As the implication of her words dawned on him she couldn’t contain her laughter. He dropped the whisk and oil, pulled her towards him again, lifted her shirt and buried. There are times when you have to crawl. Then I asked if I could speak to Rebecca. Becky and I finished up going for a walk in the local park and later that evening we went bowling together. That was the start of a great romance and we rapidly became an inseparable couple. It was three months before we slept together. My family were away for the weekend and we spent a memorable Saturday in my bedroom. None of your Wham Bam malarkey! We made love to one another, after that we got into the habit. She wanted him to witness the scene. The darkness of his cock disappearing into the paleness of her skin. The black dick disappearing into those ruby red lips. Sandy wrapped her hands around Richards ass pulling him into her face as he started to moan. She felt his head swell to the max and felt the flood of hot creamy cum gushing into her mouth. She held him into her mouth until he was finished. As Richard withdrew his cock they heard a car pull into the driveway. Richard quickly pulled on his. Was a frumpy, lumpy old redhead, with a wide ass and a prominent boob shelf jutting from the shapeless sack dresses she wore. To my nineteen year old self, she seemed ancient, although I suppose she was somewhere in her late fifties to early sixties.My room was on the third floor of the old house, sort of an attic under the roof with sloping ceiling and two dormer windows. There were two overseas grad students on the second floor, who I rarely encountered, and Mrs. W. resided on the main.