She rubbed all around my inner thighs occasionally I would granny feel her fingers brush against the side of my balls moving them as she worked her hands around.This jerk obviously doesn’t know anything about us.Heather told me. That's fine.But laying like this tans my inner thighs and pussy.I’d have to wait mature and see what happens.………Having realised it may be a while before Shelly came back, I decided I could use a stiff drink to steady my nerves, so I went to the bar and ordered a large whisky.I think I might really like getting to know a plain old guy like you for a change.Bill looked over to see if Sharon was still awake.Then she felt a hand on her Hardcore back holding her steady and something large pushing at her ass.He started sputtering and making excuses.Marisa’s upstairs.Wow!When the door closed, she pressed against me and kissed me, never taking her eyes from mine.My eyes go wide as I watch her drink the cup of blood. After a moment she again held my balls in one hand and my softening cock in the other. She licked my balls, and along the shaft and kissing the tip now mature and then. Soon I was hard as I had ever been. She made another growling sound and suddenly drove her granny mouth down to the very root of my cock, her throat seemed to clamp around me like a vice. She held me there for just a second then pulled back, looking at my cock as she bent it this way and that. Mine! she pronounced, kissing the tip again, don't move! She jumped up and stepped Hardcore to the bench, digging out the shop bag from the other day, she extracted the condoms and lube. She absently stroked my cock a few times as she read the directions on the lube. She quickly kicked off her shoes and pulled off her shorts and panties, kicking them across the room. She examined the box of condoms for a moment. Do you know how . . .? she asked, handing the box to me. Yeah, I think so, I replied, health class . . .