Down to my underpants, I lost the next round too. Porn As we ate and sipped our drinks, we chatted, and as was often the case, the subject turned to things sexual. We would hug and kiss, fondle and grope, though since the bedroom play, we stayed fully clothed. I was wrong. Finally, we dressed and tidied up. This time I was certain Janet had cum, which she later confirmed. She stuttered and stumbled, blushing like a beetroot, before declining. Grass cut, borders weeded, and greenhouse windows cleaned, and the rest of the day was free. Some occasional giggly kissing. She hesitated, then told me, not this time. It was just a few scrappy notes for my own consumption. The bike ride home was interesting. She then started to slowly rock her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against my cock.
