Pt. 36 - I Enjoy Dinner and Dessert

The garage door closed, and she met me with a quick kiss and "I don't need the neighbors knowing who visits me."

The little boy looked like he had been crying so I asked, "Is everything all right?" and Janet replied, "He wanted to stay up to see you and he is now overly tired."

"What's the solution?" I asked.

"Road trip" Janet said with a smile.

With that we put the young lad in his car seat in the backseat of Janet's Audi and with me driving and Janet riding shotgun, we proceeded to cruise around for about 30 minutes, letting the boy fall asleep and then slipping into deep dreamland.

Neither Janet nor I said a word, she just smiled and allowed her hands to wander around the back of my neck and run her fingers through my hair.

The feeling was electric, right down to my stiffening cock.

The little guy didn't wake up when Janet carried him into the master bedroom and got him settled in for the night.

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After Janet locked up the house for the night, we connected on an extremely comfortable sofa in what she called her TV room for a little lip action.

It didn't take long for the kisses to turn into something more substantial and as I started fondling her large breasts she initially groaned in gratitude and then had me stop.

"Why?"

"I need a bath and you need a shower!"

It seemed like forever but in about 15 minutes we met back on the sofa, each of us wearing a white terry robe. Mine was full length and hers was the short version, which means it didn't quite cover her ass.

Pushing me back so I was sitting up, Janet straddled me and after getting quite comfortable with her pussy right on top of my cock, she fully opened her robe, exposing her MILF body to me.

She was shaved bare. "The better to eat you," I said to Janet and she laughed, saying "I love it when you lick me."

Her tits were large, firm with a perfect set of hard nipples begging for my hands and mouth.

While my cock grew at this vista, Janet whispered to me "I need for you to suck my titties. Please, Rick."

I didn't need much more of an invite than that.

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Candidly, I had forgotten how much I enjoyed her body and she made sure to tell me how much she had missed me and my body.

I made effective use of that sofa, letting her ride me to her first orgasm, her bigger than normal clit rubbing hard against my pubic bone. She collapsed against me as she shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her body.

Holding Janet tight until she started breathing normally, I rolled her off me, got off the sofa, knelt before her, spread her legs, and went to town on her now wet pussy, with extra attention spent on her now throbbing clit.

I must admit I am an accomplished pussy eater and Janet was easy pickings because as far as I knew, I was the only guy having sex with her. So, she had a lot of pent-up sexual frustration which means orgasms come quickly.

Using all the tools I had at my disposal, I ate her out like a starving man at a buffet, losing count of how many times she came, until she pushed my still probing tongue away from her hot, wet flower.

My cock was harder than a metal baseball bat, and without preamble or hesitation, I pushed Janet back on the sofa and in single stroke, I split her drenched lower lips and buried myself as deep as I could go, my big tight sack slapping against her ass.

She moaned at the unexpected intrusion, but she welcomed me by spreading her legs and pulling me in for a long kiss, tasting her own juices on my lips.

Janet was so hot, wet, and tight it was a challenge for me not to explode into her within seconds, but my history of baseball worked to my advantage.

Once I was able to stave off coming, I made sure to give her a good pounding. I didn't stay on the sofa; I moved her around and took her into every room of the house, like I was marking the territory, her house, as my own.

I finally exploded into her pussy from behind bent of the dining room table.

We were both tired, it had been a long day for both of us and we fell asleep in each other's arms back on the sofa. But not before Janet whispered to me "I need your cock more often than once every six weeks, Mister Valencia!"

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Rick Valencia will return soon.