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James, the boy next door

... still looking me in the eye she takes about a quarter of my cock in her mouth, and just holds it there. I could feel her mouth sucking gently, her tongue moving in her mouth. Removing her mouth, "James, do you think you want to fuck my mouth? I just love how it makes my lips tingle having a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth." Her hand still jacking me off. "Sure, if you want. What do you want me to do?" "Get on your hands and knees.", and as I do that, she slides under me, her head between my knees. She takes hold of my cock and guides it to her mouth. In order to actually penetrate her lips, I have to slide my knees further away from her head. "James, I want you to slowly slide your cock into my mouth, I will let you know when to stop. Then you can fuck my mouth just like you did my cunt." She rolls her head back, and I begin to insert my cock in her mouth. As more of it disappears into her, she wraps one hand around me, while her other plays with her pussy. I'm not really sure why, but I begin counting each thrust I make into her mouth. 10, 20, 45, 60, 75, at this point I can feel my cock begin to twitch. 90, 110, my movements are now faster, and she is frigging her pussy harder as well. I lose count somewhere around 140, about the time I start to cum. I can feel her swallowing, and her hips begin to thrust up into her hand. I can only assume she was cumming, too. Looking at her bountiful body below me has me in flames, only to fan them higher by watching my cock ...

... pierce her willing lips. I fall on my side next to her, feeling exhausted like never before. Mrs. Lindenmeyer sat up, "You know James, you are a quick learner. My husband hasn't made me cum like that in a while," taking my cock in her hand, "of course it might have something to do with this. You're much larger than he is." That was something I didn't really want to know. "Mrs. Lindenmeyer..." "James, please call me Silver, it's a nickname for Silvia. Now... what were you going to say?" Hesitantly, "Silver... can I kiss you for a while?" She smiled, and just leaned into me. I wanted to be next to her, so I rolled on my side, then pushed her onto her back. I put my left leg over her hips, as I returned my lips to hers. As I kissed her, I felt compelled to squeeze her breast. I'm not really sure how long we were kissing, but she woke me up by holding her breast to my lips, sufficiently cutting off my air. "So, James, would you be a good boy and help me straighten up the mess we've made together. Tomorrow you can stop by around 10, I'm sure we can make an even bigger mess to clean up.", then she kissed me again. We made the bed, picked up what clothes we left trailed throughout the house. As we got to her front door, she pinned me to the door, pressing her body to mine, my head in her hands, her lips to mine, and her tongue teasing mine. My arms fell into place around her, my right hand around her ass. We groped each other like this for another five minutes. "James, if you don't leave ...