at I could do to make her orgasm more powerful. I pulled back from her pussy and before she could miss me I pressed two fingers against her glistenin

ooked up, and she was a beautiful sight. Cindy had her eyes closed and was playing with her breasts

pace which helped her get closer and closer to her orgasm. Now Cindy was just mumbling "Yes, yes, yes," in time wi

e moment I moved my head closer to her, still with my fingers penetrating her tight pussy. Knowing she was about to cum I

her clit while she came although I found it hard to keep close with all her bucking and writhing on my table. I had to firmly hold her thin waist to stop her moving t

g up between her legs. Reaching out I gently grasped her arms and sat her up, and her eyes were only half open and she seemed to be content a

reath. I could feel my cock hard in my pants and wondered if there would be time thi

ft golden hair and the feel of her soft tits against my chest was keeping me hard and I wanted to carry her up to my

she glanced at her watch. "Oh, I'v

at there wouldn't be any young pussy for it this

ack of the chair and pulled them on. Looking back over her should

not taking her now but I still felt annoyed and frustrated that I wouldn't get to fuck her toda

ightening her outfit and smoothed down her top and ski

icking up my phone and pressing the answ

the dining room door, back out into my

eart suddenly paused and I held my breath, thinki

t how to play this, but all I could

ted to thank you for helping Cindy the other nigh

ized I was with Cindy or that I had just given her a wonderful orgasm with my mouth. In fact it seemed s

e talk to you about it?" I replied, fishing to f

looking at me and mouthing something. I could just about make out Cindy asking if it was he

d talked to her. In reply I just made a non-committal noise which I hoped would sound alright. Debbie continued to talk to me on the phone but again I was distracted

I was busy and I needed her gone, but Cindy was walking in what can only be call

Cindy, not knowing what she was up

in the middle of her flow of talking abou

I turned away from Cindy so I could concentrate on the call with her mom. "It was no trouble looking after her

on't need the help too often but it is good to know that I could call on you to help," and Debbie c

front of my pants and holding my softened cock through my clothes and I hurriedly looked down to see Cindy's arms wrapped around

realized I had called out aloud again. I turned around quickly to face Cindy making her remove her hands from me while I q

ugh and she slowly knelt on the carpeted floor in front of me and went back to rubbing my cock through my clothes. She lifted her pretty face up to look at me and smiled with h

ay again this week?" I heard

ut. For some reason I was detached from both events, the phone chat didn't seem real and I watched Cindy's small soft hand pumpin

I didn't know he was away." I r

s going away on work trips and would have to stay away

fell forward over her chest and I could just make out her moving closer to the end of my cock. I then saw, and felt, her soft lips kis

pulled back the foreskin from the swollen head of my cock. Leaning forward again, Cindy wrapped her small

y stroke. Soon I was rock hard and she was struggling to take more than half of my thick cock into her mouth. Now that I was fully erect I was also to my full

t back to the phone against my e

eplied, my mind once again split between Cindy's

is?" Debbie asked on the p

think I should tell Debbie that I was distracted because her daugh

mbered something,

ould come around with the cake I

d my cock in her daughter's

please, I have a vi

a meal later. I hope you will like the cake, it is my special recipe." And Debbie started talking about where the recipe had co

rapped around my hard cock. Her golden blonde hair framed her pretty young face and I couldn't believe how lucky I wa