First of all, a big thank you to all of you for your notes and messages of encouragement. So here is the continuation and the end of my adventure so much requested. During the return home, after this meeting rich in emotion and surprise, I drive but without having the mind to drive. This Germaine whom I imagined traditional, a housewife, to prepare food for her rascal husband with a missionary once a month, I did not know she was so hot. I still couldn't believe what had happened. And Lucien, this old rascal whom I complained about what was happening to him and that I did not know also naughty, his penis unfortunately no longer works, but his mouth he knows how to use it. All these memories in my head make me run a red light on my way home, luckily there was nobody, finally nobody, if 2 police bikers who quickly put my mind in order. I go home after 90 euros and 4 points less, 'I don't care I had twelve LOL) I undress, I go to the shower to recover from my emotions and also to calm myself down from my plum. I soap myself, caress myself thinking of Lucien's mouth, Germaine's heavy breasts, her hard, brown nipples, her cock all wet, hairy just enough, also like her hair, peppers and salts. Hmm, I still have it. I caress myself with the shower gel, I now masturbate slowly by removing my penis and passing my palm full of soap over it. I pass my hand in my line, I titillate my little hole with the soap humm I enjoy in the tub. Okay now that's enough, meal, rest, sleep, tomorrow you work. I sit on my sofa, my phone beeping. It is Lucien who thanks me again and who tells me how much Germaine is in heaven and eager to start over as soon as possible. He ends his text message to me, with a sentence "don't forget that you have a promise to keep to Germaine". At the time I wonder what he is talking about. I tell myself that I haven't promised anything except coming back, but that's not a promise, it's a desire. LOL I ask him what he's talking about. He answers me immediately. "You haven't forgotten your promise for her little hole? »AAHHH no I replied, with a smile on my lips. He sends me back a text which tells me "and if you want there will also be mine ..." Oh Lucien lets go LOL "no problem we'll see that on the spot old grigou" Well I'm not at the end of my surprises with these two. Appointment is made for next Saturday afternoon, During the week we exchange text messages yes the 3, yes Germaine also got down to it but her texts are soft, light, Germaine's shyness takes back its rights. LOL Wednesday another text, not from Lucien or Germaine but from my meeting before the hairdresser. Here I forgot that one. LOL He asks me if I'm okay and if we could meet, he has a mad urge to put his cock in my mouth and elsewhere, that he keeps thinking about what we had done together. I remember it well either. I tell him that I am available from 6 p.m. but that I do not receive. He tells me that he receives and that it is with pleasure that he would welcome me very willingly. Come to think of it, my cock is trying to recover from envy. Come on it's okay okay for tomorrow night. I get ready before my appointment, hair removal from the 3-piece service, from my little hole. Interior and exterior cleaning of all this normal is the basis. I always put on my jeans with nothing underneath another polo shirt and I go to Bruno's (wrong name of course). I knock on the door of the house, it opens by itself it's magic I thought. Bruno comes to greet me in a bathrobe, he shakes my hand and invites me into the living room. He did it well, champagne, petits fours, soft lighting. I sit down on the leather sofa, a little intimidated by the rather rupine place. He serves me a cup, uses one too, and sits down in his chair across from me. We discuss something and other, I congratulate him on his interior decoration. After a second cup and a few appetizers, the atmosphere relaxes, Bruno takes the opportunity and spreads his legs to let me see his beautiful machine. At the sight of this beautiful sex, I put my glass of champagne, the discussion stops instantly. I come to kneel in front of him, Bruno takes a remote control and turns on the music. Soft music accompanies my gestures. I untie her belt from her bathrobe, and open it. He settles down in his chair and closes his eyes. I gently take his penis still soft in my fingers. I caress it tenderly like a precious and fragile object. It begins to swell under my caresses, I immediately take it languidly in the mouth to feel it finish swelling. It swells slowly and takes up more and more space in my mouth, I gently nibble his penis, I put it in the back of my mouth, Bruno takes my head with his hands and gives me a rhythm that I dare not refuse . He takes out his cock and pats my cheek with it and pushes it back bluntly. He's breathing hard, he's very excited. He asks me to stop, he gets up, takes my hand and leads me into a room of the house where there is a bed and a huge dressing room with mirrors. Hmmm nice I love it. He lies down and invites me to join him. I lie down next to him, we resume our caresses, he makes me put on my stomach and comes to stand behind me, he runs a finger in my line and goes directly to my little hole all shaved. he comes out of I do not know where a small bottle of lubricant (certainly under the duvet) and penetrates me with a finger. He is delicate and soft, his finger disappears on its own, he enters a second and when he no longer feels resistance with his two fingers, he presents his cock which he has covered with a condom (obliged) and coated with gel . He presents his penis and I step back to bring it in slowly. Once inside, I moan with pleasure, he goes, he comes, he goes out, he comes in, he "hits the bottom", he is visibly in heaven, he slams my buttocks, he tells me that I am a good slut, it's a treat what he does to me. He puts me on my back, and comes back to take me as a missionary to see me being taken. After having filed well, he takes off the condom and squirts on my stomach. I masturbate with it, Bruno takes my cock and finished masturbating. I squirt in his fingers, he strokes my stomach with it, he falls on me we hug a moment the time to recover our spirits. We get dressed and we promise to meet again. Oh yes, with pleasure. he tells me that I am a good slut, it is a treat what he does to me. He puts me on my back, and comes back to take me as a missionary to see me being taken. After having filed well, he takes off the condom and squirts on my stomach. I masturbate with it, Bruno takes my cock and finished masturbating. I squirt in his fingers, he strokes my stomach with it, he falls on me we hug a moment the time to recover our spirits. We get dressed and we promise to meet again. Oh yes, with pleasure. he tells me that I am a good slut, it is a treat what he does to me. He puts me on my back, and comes back to take me as a missionary to see me being taken. After having filed well, he takes off the condom and squirts on my stomach. I masturbate with it, Bruno takes my cock and finished masturbating. I squirt in his fingers, he strokes my stomach with it, he falls on me we hug a moment the time to recover our spirits. We get dressed and we promise to meet again. Oh yes, with pleasure. Bruno takes my cock and finished masturbating. I squirt in his fingers, he strokes my stomach with it, he falls on me we hug a moment the time to recover our spirits. We get dressed and we promise to meet again. Oh yes, with pleasure. Bruno takes my cock and finished masturbating. I squirt in his fingers, he strokes my stomach with it, he falls on me we hug a moment the time to recover our spirits. We get dressed and we promise to meet again. Oh yes, with pleasure. The rest of the week, I spend it at work thinking of Bruno who had not left me indifferent, and thinking of Lucien and Germaine and my Saturday meeting. Finally Saturday arrives, grooming, waxing, on the way to find my two sixties with a big heart. Hardly arrived in the courtyard that this time it is the 2 who come to welcome me. Lucien is dressed in linen pants and a white shirt that looked like Eddy Barclay. Germaine had not put on her leggings today but a little straight skirt up to the knee and still her transparent blouse with still nothing underneath LOL little black heeled shoes, ah she had gone to the hairdresser too. She was highly desirable, she did not let go of her husband's hand. We go back and this time no living room, we go directly to the bedroom. Ah yes they ar ...

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