She played with his cock in her hands and made him nice and hard. Tommy was smiling at Amber. His cock sprang to attention. Amber giggled and got star...ted. “Suck it, Amber! Show me what a dirty girl you are.” Amber wrapped her mouth around Tommy’s cock and brought his cock down her throat. She held and cupped his balls while making all kinds of sucking noises. “Damn, you sure learned a few things. I’m going to cum. Fuck.” Amber took more and more of his cock her throat and he blasted her. But I never did I forget Cynthia and her gentle ‘cookie kisses’. I’m almost fifty now, Oh, I’ve been married, for 20 years. To a bitch that never really gave a shit and wouldn’t even kiss me, thought it was dirty, or I was dirty. Only good thing that came from that was my two kids, or at least one of them cares. So now I live alone, in a lousy 1 bedroom apartment that’s so small I have to go outside to change my mind. No regular girl friend. It seems like the only women that pay any attention. I have never met Peter nor has Joan seen him since high school. Peter lives in the Midwest. He recently telephoned when Joan was out to inform her that he was coming through our State next week. I told that we would be camping at the Coast, a couple of hours away, and invited him to meet us there. He accepted and asked that we surprise Joan.Joan is in her mid fifties and very cute. She has breasts, which are pendulous and mutely tease to be sucked. She has the more than ample ass of a mother of. Ialmost swooned to hear the sound they made as I moved my legs underthem. the whispering rustle was so prettily feminine. The petticoats were satin, so they gently caressed my besilked legs,driving me wild with passion over the sensuousness of my underwear. I stepped into my heels. They had four inch heelsand were a shiny white satin. They were so delicate, and, I loved,no, I adored the feel of the high instep pushing up against myarches, and the new angle that my pelvis soon had to adjust.