Scott was clearly enjoying himself between her legs, but Amanda hadn't climaxed in so long, she knew it would take ages before he could bring her to o...rgasm. So she decided to trade places with him. As if being woken from a dream, Scott was pulled away from her pussy and up onto her seat and she in turn got down on her knees. His pants were already loosened, but she had the pleasure of taking his hard cock out, which was the most gorgeous specimen of manhood she had ever seen. It was long and. Brenda whirled around, seeing the man she had seen before. Somehow, he didn't seem to fit the picture.He was handsome, not cute, but handsome. He was barely taller than Brenda was, through his posture was picture perfect. His green eyes glowed with a dark intelligence that seemed focused on more than one thing at a time. He was wearing only a pair of white boxers, his lean, muscular body relaxed as he leaned against the wall. His hair was sandy brown, with blonde hairs weaved into his, giving. She started preparing dinner and had just placed it in the oven, when she told him she needed a shower and would like for him to have one also, before I got home, just in case. She said she went to get some clothes from the bedroom, when she made a plan change. She got undressed, puton her robe and went back into the kitchen where he was seated. He commented that her legs looked nice. She said she then turned to head to the bathroom, got his attention, then said he could join her if he like. ‘Yes… about five minutes… you can’t miss the place… it looks like a squat… yeah all run down… fascia boards unpainted and hanging down… slates missing, uncut grass in the front with dog shit on.’ As I get dressed I notice all the beauty products on her dressing table. No wonder she’s got money problems wasting her benefit money on that… it’s not like it’ll do her any good, unlike some women, because quite frankly you can’t polish a turd. ‘I can’t live without you.’ She mutters in a dreamy.