B….I was thinking the same thing. Sara gave me a kiss on the cheek, then she and Trent headed out to their Friday night date. Even though I kept my book opened, I was actually watching Trent in the pool, waiting for the next time he’d climb onto the deck with his impressive cock outlined by the wet fabric of his swim trunks. His semi-hard dick stuck out from his hips. It would break her heart.”
“Of course, Mrs. We definitely have time for a quickie.”
With that I pulled the tip of his prick into my mouth and began sucking on it. As I stood at the counter pouring a glass of iced tea, I heard the patio door open and looked up as Trent joined me in the kitchen, with his wet trunks clinging to his legs. I think she’s already fallen asleep.”
As he said this, Trent stepped over to where I stood by the counter and leaned up against me as he reached above my head for a tall glass from the cupboard.
