“Get between my legs, and keep the head in your mouth while you stroke your hand up and down.”When David spread his legs to give her room, Diane's... eyes were drawn to his ball sack. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered. “Can I touch everything?”“Please,” he replied. “The more you touch, the better it feels.”Diane began to naturally bob her head up and down on the head of David's stiff cock. While she closed her eyes and marveled at the feeling she was enjoying, one hand stroked the shaft while. Nothing was said about the earlier discussion. I could only guess that I did not have a need to know. It was time to make my own plans.I spent the rest of the evening in front of the TV with Bob and his wife. She was knitting, he was reading, and I was recalling my afternoon conversation with Janet.She had married a fellow named Felix Simons, a year after finishing high school. They had two children who were both grown up, with families. Felix died from cancer three years ago. He had set things. Her pussy dripped down her legs and onto the bed below her. The faint aroma of her arousal filled the air and made her desire to be fucked and fucked hard grew with every passing moment. She had never experienced such extreme changes with a lover before, and she only wanted more. She tugged at her bonds, desire burning deep within her. Her pussy ached for release, craving the hard fucking Lorne had been giving her the past several weekends.Lorne slid a velvet ribbon around her neck, laying the. "That's weird" I muttered when I zoomed in on the house from above.The satellite photo showed a courtyard area to the side of this office - when in reality none existed."Oh god ... there's a room between the office and the lounge area which is not on the satellite view" I commented out loud.I went looking for an entrance to the area and could find none. Walking outside, I noted that a solid brick wall across the area from the outside. It's walls on the inside where plain walls in the lounge and.