" Not with Jennifer," she told me. "She...oh Tom, you must talk to her. I'm so worried about her." What do you mean?" I asked. Mrs. Anderson never got...a chance to answer the question. The sound of high heel shoes clicking on the hard floor interrupted our conversation. Jennifer/Al strolled into the kitchen; only it wasn't the Jennifer I remembered. She was dressed in a short, leather skirt and a silver halter-top that barely covered her breasts. Around her legs was a pair of dark, fishnet. I licked up the precum through the boxes making sure to travel down the length of his cock to feel it grow under my tongue. John couldn’t take it he pulled them aside and pressed my head down into his crotch. I went down on him for ages making sure to work over each of his smooth balls and long hard shaft with my tongue before gradually slipping my lips over his cock head, then down his long shaft. John moaned every time I guided his slippery cock down my throat, until his moans turned into. More

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