Boys are off to school, the phone rings. It is my neighbor friend, she wants to have lunch. I have a few appointments at the house so I invite her to ...come over around noon. By the time we finish chatting it’s 8:20 and the electrician is suppose to be coming at 8:30 to give me an estimate on some work I need done. I can feel my pussy begging to be touched. The electrician won’t be on time, I am sure I can get a quick shower in. I had just gotten stared when I hear the doorbell ring, “shit he’s. "Tawny," I said, "Just remember, what happens in this house stays in this house." Mr. Richardson, I would never, ever do anything to mess up what you and Mandy have here or, hopefully, what WE have here, too." Then quit calling me Mr. Richardson; I'm just Tom." OK, then, just Tom; thank you for everything."With that, she left. The following week, Mandy asked if Tawny could spend the weekend with us while her stepfather was gone on business. I saw nothing wrong with that; in fact, I was looking. After a few minutes of this handless blow jog you pop both testies out lick the head of my cock while looking in my eyes seductivley. Suddenly you slide my shaft deep as I gasp for air and tense up. You grip my ankles firmly and jerk them still while firmly gesturing with your eyes that I must keep still. Your hands release my ankles and grip my shaft as you build a heavy amount of saliva on my shaft as lubricant. You slide me out of your mauth and begin to give me a heavenly erotic handjob. So many porn videos I had watched showed little foreplay and the women went from zero to moaning through an orgasm within a minute or two. Chris, or M0m as I was told to think of her, closed her eyes with each pass up her thighs and I could see the pleasure begin to build each time I nearly touched her pussy. I could see her creamy arousal begin to seep past her labia that had gapped open. I wanted to touch her there but also wanted to follow her instructions. Her first moan came as my middle.