It felt so good that I must not have heard the door open. But between my moans I did hear it close and then I heard the lock click. I couldn't see who... was there, I soon felt someone unbuttoning my jacket and then I felt a gloved hand tweaking my nipples. "Ohhhhhhhhh" I moaned with pleasure. The whole time this person didn't make a sound. Then I felt them pull the chair back and turn it to the left. I then felt a tongue on my clit. Whoever this was could sure lick pussy. I was on the edge of. So I moved down her back to just about her but occasionally I would accidentally touch her but with my hand she didn’t say any thing so I said how are you legs feeling should I all the way down. She replied sure why not that would be great thanks. So I started rubbing her legs up and down I would make sure I rubbed up high enough so my hand would rub between her legs and come in contact with her pussy she kind of jumped at first but didn’t say a thing just let out a sigh and said Jeff your. One said I wouldn't mind fucking her, so what about us all fucking you, I don't know if I should do that, sounds like you fancy the idea, I don't know, well think about it, ok I will, we gets dry and she puts her dressing gown on, I puts one of her dressing gown on and go downstairs, She standing there making the tea so I put my hand on her arse and says take it off and walk round with nothing on, I want to see your cunt out and ready and them tits ready to suck, so she puts it on the chair I. Bye.”Joe shifted into drive and pulled onto the street. He arrived at the nice Dutch Colonial style home and noticed there were no other cars in the driveway. He checked the clock which revealed he was five minutes early. He thought for a few minutes about how he had met Sarina. He and his first wife, Mariel, had struggled through four pregnancies that all ended in miscarriages. After several years of marriage he had resigned himself to the fact that he would not have c***dren. Mariel grew to.