Then she began writing me the most erotic, sexually pervasive letters imaginable, elegant and expressively detailed that despite their racy content wo...uld make the most seasoned of writers proud. Once I started reading the letters there was no turning back, her sexual attributes now taking a back seat to the fire and uninhibited passion of her words. Our so-called committed relationships withstanding, we were now having a torrid love affair. It included alcohol-induced rendezvous in dimly lit. That terrycloth never moved half so well as it did departing the room just then. After pulling out the sleeper in the couch, I cleaned up everything one last time and went to the facilities to prepare myself for bed. After brushing my teeth and other such things, I left a weak light on so Kat could find her way back at night without bumping about. Then I put myself to bed and went to sleep, or rather, very much pretended I was going to. Instead, I stared up at the ceiling for more than an hour. "Right now, it could stand for something else."I took a deep breath."Like what?" I asked.She laughed out loud."Begin Blowing Clayton."Then she leaned forward, and wrapped her lips around the head of mycock. Her tongue snaked out, and she began running it around andaround the roundness of it, ending her journey with the tip of hertongue inserted just into the opening of my pee hole.Never having had a blowjob before, I didn't really know what to expect.How it would feel. Which kind of. Her long smooth thighs were as tanned as ever. Her soft loins led nicely into her sweltering bush. The vaginal lips were clamped shut, but even so there was a hint of ease-juice. Her smooth belly rode upwards into her large, soft chest. There the pendular boobies and erect nipples were predominant. Her silky blond hair, a bit straggly from a nights sleep, hung down to her soft shoulders. "Well," she said, "only one more thing to take a look at." She turned around and looked over her shoulder..