After the simple meal of pasta with a freshly prepared sauce, Julie sat on the comfortable couch, relaxing with a large glass of red wine as Tony continued to captivate her with tales of humour and woe, actually making the corporate world sound interesting. The thing that surprised her the most was this man had made no move on her during the last few hours and she wasn't sure whether she was shocked or insulted. Deciding to press the point, she asked Tony pointedly whether he was gay or not and his face creased into a broad smile as he explained that he wasn't but he could read, nodding at her tee shirt. Julie looked down self-consciously and something inside her clicked. Standing up she told Tony it was a silly tee shirt anyway and in one swift movement pulled it over her head revealing her unfettered breasts. Staring deep into his eyes she unclasped her leather trousers and pulling them off along with her knickers stood in front of him naked. Tony sat there for blowjob what seemed like an age looking at her body with an appraising eye but with very little emotion crossing his face. Eventually he stood and walked past Julie to the bedroom where he unhooked a robe from behind the door. Tossing it towards Julie he spoke in low and measured tones, "Julie I am not interested in a casual fuck so that you can work out whatever anger issues you have inside you and if you had wanted to get changed you could have used the bathroom." Julie stood dumbstruck, the robe crumpled at her feet, and stared at him as he refilled the glasses and held one out to her with the same smile playing across his lips. Julie bent handjob and puling the robe around her sat on the couch and began to pour out her life to date. Over the next few hours Tony said nothing but just nodded as the hurt and the pain tumbled out as Julie left out no details of her sordid sexual past and to a degree her present. She told him how she would use sex as a way of punishing herself by cumshot sleeping with other women at random and the only time she wasn't fucking was when she was either training or working or riding her motorbike. Sometimes she would turn to a man for no other reason than she wanted to feel a real cock inside her, but often would never even bother finding out their name, before or after. She felt safe for the first time in years, she felt his strong arms go round her holding her tightly and as she looked into his eyes she could see there was no condemnation or judgment there. Their lips touched, at first in a gentle kiss of almost friendship, but this quickly ignited the fires of passion and their mouths pressed hard together. Julie felt his hands roaming across her body and she arched towards his firm but gentle touch. He was still clothed as he sank amateur to his knees while she stayed seated on the couch, and a gasp of joy passed her lips as she felt his tongue part her pussy lips. His tongue delicately probed her moist pussy, varying both the intensity of his touch and the areas he licked. As his tongue lapped at her Brunette clit she was moaning and pulling at his shirt as his obviously experienced tongue drove her to the heights of orgasm, time after time. Julie pulled him upwards in almost desperation, ripping at the buttons of his shirt and running her hands through the hairs on his chest, bending her head to kiss and lick his nipples. As he stood before her she quickly unzipped him and pulling his trousers and boxers to his ankles she gasped as his hard cock sprang into view. Julie licked delicately at the end of his cock savouring the taste of his precum and loved the velvety feel of his head against her tongue, then with a contented sigh sank her warm wet mouth over his cock. “Oh that's so good baby. I never wore the riskier stuff, always telling myself that I wasn't ready to lose my virginity When I was, then I would buy a pair of lacy underwear. I felt energized. Then I lay next to him spooning like a considerate master. "Yep, it sure is . Brunette . . To tell the truth, I was impatient, too, but we still had to spend time with my family. cumshot She kept squeezing. back then I was 4'8", actually I still am. "Are you kidding? She peeled off her pants. I want him to be happy, but jeez – amateur enough with being knocked up. I go to my knees, as blowjob Jason's thick cock slips out. Aunt Lucilla’s delighted shrieks accompanied Mom’s exerted tones, punctuated by the sounds of flesh smacking on flesh. He missed the first two or three times banging her clit. Inside the garage Mala stepped handjob out of the car. “Do it.” I breathed. Stephanie moaned alluringly as I followed by inserting my tongue inside her asshole, making sure to get it as wet as I could. She lowered herself down onto the mat and said harshly, “Start eating.”