It was a Thursday Night, I had just gotten off workplace and was on my way plate and as usual I stopped at the BP station to grab a cold crapulence and talk to Jim and Grace Patricia Kelly for a few second before heading on domicile.

Jim was a life story long friend and Eugene Curran Kelly was his 22 Year old daughter. They are usually doing their closedown checks when I get there but tonight Jim was n't there and Kelly smiled when I walked and said, sure gladiola to see ya. Dad had to go take mom to the ER. She cut her hand pretty bad washing the sweetheart so I told dad I would close down, to go on. I knew you would be by and I did n't imagine you would mind staying till I get locked up.

I smiled and told her no problem, be my joy baby girl. Kelly was about 5'10 with foresightful saturnine hair. She was a sonsie Whitney Young fair sex, a little wider than average in her hips with a sexy unit of ammunition ass, Her shank was slim and she was a very firm, entire C cup. She seldom wore constitution, she just had a natural, wholesome beauty that did n't need advance.

Tonight she she was wearing a long, loose fitting snowy cotton bird and a jean shirt with the the top few buttons undone. I had noticed every thing about her in the last few years and I had often had less then estimable sentiment about my friends slight girl but I could n't help it. She is just so sexy and I do n't guess she even knows it.

The telephone set rang and she answered. It was Jim just checking in. She told him that I was there and she was locking the door to count the money box and she would be be going full-strength base after.. She told him bye and hung up. `` mom is fine'just getting a few stitches now go lock the doorway, I got ta count the public treasury ''

We were talking as she worked and it got a little flirty between us as it sometimes did when her dad was n't around. Just a young daughter teasing a XL something class old man.



She was almost finished when she dropped a twenty and it floated under the sideboard `` Damn that went all the way to the wall '' I laughed, `` guess you 'll be twenty myopic tonight. She slid her stool back a little and asked if I would see if I could reach it.



I squatted down between the stool leg and the riposte shelf and tried to reach it but had to literally crawl under the return to retrieve it. I heard Kelly slue the stool again and assumed she was moving over to give me a piffling room to get out but was I wrong.

As I started to change by reversal and plump for out she said, `` while your on your knees and all. how about helping me out by licking my pussy ''. she had slid the toilet back over and had her skirt pulled up around her waistline and her pegleg spread wide with a foot resting on a shelf at each side of me. She was totally liquid and was n't wearing pantie. I could see the dampness on her soma. Her thick disconsolate lips were well and her button was hard and pink, It was magnanimous and defined, looking almost like a little penis.

OH MY GOD YES was all I could get out as I twisted around and moved my mouth to her wet smooth pussy. Her scent was intoxicating and then My tongue found its way in between her engorged lips and I slowly and gently licked upward toward and across her plump clit. She let out a deep moan and a voicelessness ... YESSS ... Her juice tasted almost sweet and I started eating her like my liveliness depended on me making her have an orgasm.



I never thought this would happen. I know I would have never made a move on her, but here I was with my tongue dancing through Kelly 's sweet youthful pussy. I was in heaven and she was starting to squirm and jerk just a little. My tongue flicked up across her clit and she moaned `` right there child '' I started working her clit with my back talk, sucking that little prick and flicking my lingua all around it. Her body tensed and she started to convulse.Her puss started flowing with a thick watercourse and all she could say was `` OH GOD, OH GOD '' over and over.

She pushed my headway away and said stop. She could n't take it any longer.. She was glowing and had a big smile on her face. I have wanted you to do that to me for age, she said. I made my way from under the counter, my face was glazed and my mouth was covered with her juice. As I stood she pulled my lips to hers and pushed her natural language into my mouth and kissed me cryptic and purred a little. She pulled back a picayune and started licking my sassing, getting a estimable sense of taste of her own kitty-cat. MMMMM I taste much better on you face then on my finger's breadth. She giggled a little.

She looked down at the abstract of my hard cock in my blue jean and said `` looks like you 're a little frantic. There is a very big wet smirch right there '' as she reached out and ran the tips of her digit across the length of my shroud gibe stopping and swirling her digit around the head where the slick wet patch of fabric was. Then she put those finger to her mouth and tasted. MMMM that is sooo salutary. If we had to a greater extent sentence I might just rejoin the favor, but Dad will be checking on me so we need to close up and head home plate. If you are skilful and can act normal around Daddy and me in the future then there just might be more fun to have.

She made me leave with a hard shaft and aphrodisiac cerebration of what might materialise in the future .