I finish up what I'm doing and we walk across to her house arm in arm. She gives me a big platter of beef and bean burritos smothered in green chili. ...I may not be quite my old self yet but there's nothing wrong with my appetite.As I'm stuffing my face, she casually asks if I'll be ready to start my new job on the first of May. I look at her curiously and ask, "What new job is that?" Well, everyone on the board is under the impression you're going to be the manager at the aquatic park. It's. "I am curious about your feelings." I don't really know," I said finally. "How would you feel if yourgirlfriends knew? Would that make you feel uncomfortable." I guess we are both swimming in uncharted waters," Marissa said. "But Iam happy to be in them with you." Me too."We kissed, and retired to the kitchen to make dinner together.For the next several days, we had similar conversations each evening.However, despite the doubts we both were having, I was feeling very muchthat I wanted to push. They continued until she pushed my head away from her pussy.“I don’t have to ask if that was my surprise” she panted, “because I’m certainly surprised. You actually drank your own cum out of my pussy! It’s strange, but I can’t argue with the orgasms you just gave me.”“I hoped you’d like it,” I grinned as I lay next to her and kissed her. She didn’t back away from my kiss.“We taste yummy together,” she sighed and kissed me again and we got lost in making out for a little while.“What happened to. She looked back over her shoulder knowingly as her pussy spread around me. I worked a little deeper, slowly. Dorita guided Blondie's head back to her pussy. I worked my dick against the resistance of Blondie's vice like snatch. My knees on the mattress, my hands around her waist. Looking at blond hair d****d over brown skin. The pop, pop, pop of skin meeting skin. My pace quickened, the grip stayed tight. Blondie's pussy may have looked like a vibrator exploded in it, but if it did, it was.