On to the Finish LineSoon, I felt the coolness of her finger tips touch the tip of my penis, just as I had asked her to do. Susan’s fingers were...cool and wet — I felt them begin to slide down over my glans — so gentle, so loving, just the way Linda used to do it. A shiver ran through my body. She paused before starting to simulate the in and out motion I was already fantasizing. Her finger tips worked their magic on the rim of my fireman’s hat. “Ummmm.”My stroking continued as I focused on. She said, "I wouldn't have any of this junk in my house.“Tom fined her for this comment by offering two hundred pounds. This was accepted, and Saturday morning at eight they would come to collect. It was twenty to eight when they arrived back at Carol’s house. Carol said, “I must tell you this. Five years ago there was the Christmas staff night out. I was drunk. Carswell got a taxi and brought me back to the office. We kissed and fumbled about. To cut a long story short. I gave him a blow job.. Moving down lower, I find the object of my desire right in front of my face. Spreading her legs and sitting between them, I can see her pussy lips are swollen and glistening already. With more oil on my hands, I slide one hand down each leg, slowly massaging every muscle from her hips to her knees, then back up her inner thighs, running my thumbs up each side of her pussy, gently spreading her lips. Jan, I say, how do you feel now? Much better, she says, get up here and kiss me.Leaning forward,. She showed me to sit on a sofa and went to kitchen. I heard her preparing some juice to drink. I stood and walked around the hall to see how can I shoot the pictures. I was checking a view from other side of the hall when she came out with two juice in a tray. With light coming from her back through kitchen window, I was able to see the structure of her body and legs through her nice saree. The sight of the shape of her leg and the feel that we alone this house made my dick hard all of a.Read More