Still kissing, Lisa grabbed Tom's shirt

Tom's cock was rock hard in his pants. Lisa stood and he put his arms around her, pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. She grabbed his shirt at the buttons and ripped it open. Buttons flew everywhere. Her hand went to his crotch and rubbed his throbbing dick through his pants. Still kissing him, she ran her other hand across the soft patch of hair on his chest. Her mouth went to one of his nipples and she took it between her teeth. Tom could feel her working the buckle of his belt and she opened his pants and took his dick on her hand.

"Tom, you are large for a young man," she said to him as she stroked his cock while staring into his eyes. Each time her hand passed over the head of his rod, Tom's body reflexively jerked away from her. She had a touch that far exceeded anything he had experienced with any girl his own age. It was fantastic. She went to her knees and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock as she stroked the shaft.

Tom's pants fell to his ankles and he watched as she toyed with his prick. Diane paid special attention to his cock with her mouth. He closed his eyes and felt her tongue swirl around the head, lick the shaft then lick his balls. With his cock in her mouth again she reached down, and let go of his dick long enough for her to help him to step out of his pants. He slid his shirt off and stood before her completely naked.

"You are such a sexy man," she said to Tom. "Right now, I'm glad Jason wasn't home." he couldn't have agreed more. She wrapped her lips around his head and slid her mouth down the shaft of his cock until she had taken it all in. She slowly slid her mouth up and down on him and each time she came to his head she would caress it with her tongue. He watched her, entranced, as she gave him the best blow job he had ever experienced. The girls he had been with had nothing on his friend's mother.