“Just because you can’t go down on me, doesn’t mean I can’t go down on you,” she said, smiling and stroking my cock. She looked up at me, then took the head in her mouth, slowly licking around the head, making me twitch. “Mmmm…MMMMM,” she hummed as a big drop of precome flowed into her mouth.” She looked up at me. “That was a tasty surprise!!” she said, again licking her lips.
Nancy looked at me, my cock bobbing in front of her, then reached for my belt. “I think we need to get you out of these,” she said, undoing my belt, then the snap, then unzipping me. I lifted my ass off the seat, and she pulled my shorts down, carefully pulling the leg over my cock. I stepped out of them, now wearing only a t-shirt and sneakers. I slid forward so my balls hung over the edge of the seat, and giving Nancy a better angle to work on me.
Nancy shifted so she was in a good position, and took my cock in her left hand, stroking gently, her wedding set sliding up and down the shaft. Her right hand held my balls. She put the head of my cock in her mouth, again licking around the head as she stroked. On the down stroke, her hand went to the base as her mouth went as far as it could. She held me for a moment, then pulled back, leaving only the head in her mouth, then stroked her hand up. If she did this only a few minutes more, I was going to blow a mighty load.
Just as I thought I was going to lose it, she pulled away from me, reaching around to grab what she could get of my ass. “Stand up,” she said. I wasn’t going to disobey. As I stood, Nancy moved so I had room to get off the seat. I watched as her tits swayed gently as she moved. “Now I can get hold of what I’ve been watching for months.” She took my cock in her left hand guiding it to her mouth, and put both hands on my ass, squeezing it as she worked her mouth up and down my straining dick. She soon had us in a good rhythm, which at some point stopped being her guiding my cock in and out, and became me fucking her mouth as she kneaded my ass. She’d look up at me with her big blue eyes, and I thought I’d melt.
A few minutes more of watching Nancy go up and down on me, seeing her tits bounce, and I could feel my dick swelling as I reached the breaking point. I slowed my pace, Nancy picking up on the clue. For a church lady, she knew her way around a blow job. She pulled me out.
“I know you’re close,” she said, her pretty blue eyes looking up at me. “Let it go, all of it.” Her eyes seemed to be pleading for my come. I blew her a kiss. She smiled and took my cock back in her mouth, this time going slowly to the base, her eyes in constant contact with mine. I’m not sure what was hotter, the slow motion deep throat, or the eye contact. Both together were hypnotic.
I felt my cock start to pulse, then the head twitch, and Nancy, knowing what it meant, closed her eyes. She pulled back so just the head was in her mouth, then took my cock in her hand. I looked at her wedding set on the fingers wrapped around it. I started to shoot, first a long, thick spurt that made her recoil, then another. By the third one, she had started swallowing, but I was nowhere near done, and kept shooting long bursts of hot, white goo. I quickly outran Nancy’s ability to keep up, and she let out an “Mmph” as she tried to swallow only to get another spurt before she could get that one down, then there were a couple of white trails flowing down her chin, one staying put, the other dripping onto her left breast.