I unbuttoned a couple of buttons and opened her blouse to reveal her erect nipples. Man, she tasted good. XXNX Anthony said “I am glad she did and I hope it happens again”. I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter. Man, she tasted good. The night it happened; I wasn’t sure if she would go through with it, but she did. By noon, we were getting close to completing the project. He said “Same missionary sex, with no oral…boring”. It was time for a break and a cold beer to catch our second wind and finish up. I let her know that we finished everything that needed to be addressed. We started early on a Saturday morning to try and get things finished before the scorching Georgia afternoon heat. I moved up between her legs, placed the head of my dick at her hole. Later that week, I received a phone from Anthony. He asked “What do you think will happen next”? I could smell her scent; she was wet and it coated my fingers. I then asked “Well, what would you want to be next”?
