I half expected her to react and push my head away but she didn’t. Instead, Judy reached into the leg of my shorts, grabbed my tightening balls and ...egan to massage them as my mouth went to work on her panty-covered pussy.From the shock that pulsed through her body it must have been one of the very first times she had ever felt a man’s mouth between her thighs. But however baffled her mind might have been, her body was responding with powerful feelings of pleasure, lubricating for all it was. I thought of the movie 'Groundhog Day'. "Hello Susan," I said cheerfully. "What are you doing here?" I told you," she replied tersely, "I live here. Those people at the police station wouldn't believe me but they let me go this morning so I walked back here."I wondered why the hell I paid taxes, considering the state of mental health care these days, but I was at loss to know what to do. I asked her in and we had a rerun of yesterday though I decided that calling the police again was a waste of. As for the endlessly repeated suggestion that I am a man hater, well that is utter pish and nonsense. There is only one man I hate, and if you woke each morning next to his porcine snuffling, grunting and God awful scratching I'm sure you'd hate him too. Thankfully this week's letter is from a small, insignificant piece of punctuation (bet you didn't see that cumming) and I've already girded my loins in anticipation of all the 'Grammer Nazis' complaints. So without any further ado: Dear. After another minute of sucking my cock, Brittany came up off of it. She stood up and stepped in front of me, gesturing for me to lay down. I did as I was instructed, laying down on my back on the couch. My cock pointed straight up towards the ceiling. Brittany was wearing a pair of girl running shorts which she quickly pulled down and tossed atop my jeans. She got on top of me, straddling my cock. She reached down and pulled her panties to the side before mounting me, aligning my cock with her.
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