Kelley padded into the kitchen barefoot, wearing white Bermuda shorts and a tank top with no bra underneath, as I set down two salad plates holding chopped raw spinach leaves, topped with slices of hard-boiled egg, crumbled bacon and shredded cheddar cheese, and drizzled with homemade balsamic dressing. “Eat me out!” she commanded, and I distracted myself from my own pleasure to concentrate on tonguing her clit and G spot. Sex vedio Het juices flowed sweetly and freely onto my tongue. When Francine’s husband died after a stroke, Francine sold their three bedroom unit, and bought a one bedroom on a higher floor. She pulled the nightshirt over her head, and lifted one foot across my lap, straddling my chair facing me. “Now all three of us have fucked him. “Awesome!” was all the praise I could vocalize. I phoned her and volunteered to help out. Under the shirt was a demure white cotton front closure bra, without any fancy ornamentation. I’ll wash the sheets and make up this bed just as if nothing happened.”
By the time Francine and Kelley pulled into the driveway, I had steaks and huge potatoes on the grill, and the whole yard was filled with the delicious fragrance of a wonderful dinner.
