" I laughed. "We can make something, or I can have something delivered." "Can we order out?" She asked. "I'm not terribly domestic, and it wouldn't be fair to make you cook." "I can arrange that." I stated We ate in relative silence, neither of us having much to say at that moment. After we finished, we cleaned up, then Robin plopped down on the table and laid back, exposing her pussy to me. "Want some dessert?" She purred, sticking a finger into herself, pulling it out and offering it to me. I licked the honey from her finger, then sat down in a chair, threw her legs over my shoulders and stuck my tongue in her slit. Robin gasped. "Oh I've been wanting this all day." She moaned. Needing no more encouragement, I set to work. I licked, sucked and probed every crease and crevise between her legs, pausing every now and then to nibble her clit. Before too long, she was moaning loudly, kicking her feet into my back and squirming her pretty ass all over the table. A few more licks and she. My husband Doug came along, picked up a bright orange Dodge Charger with a Confederate flag on the roof. He began to zoom it around through the folds in our bedspread. His road race moved closer and closer to me as I sat on the bed polishing my twenty-five year old son’s old toys. He’s been teaching in Taiwan for some time now and I miss him dearly, but I do relish our empty-nester lifestyle these days. On one careen across the bedspread Doug muttered, “Yee Haw!” as he jumped “General Lee” over and landed it down my left ankle. He swirled the little car up my shin, veered down the outside of my calf to my foot, then crossed over and zipped back up the inside of my calf. The second the tiny wheels tickled across the inside of my knee and up under my skirt I clamped my legs together tightly on his wandering hand! It was too late, however. A shiver ran across my thighs, then around and up my back up to the nape of my neck. It traveled back down over my shoulder blades, traced back.
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