I carried the used plates, mug, and utensils to the sink and started soaping the dishes. Then I felt Pearl's soft body press against my back, and her hands began trailing my front. She inserted her right hand through the waistband of my pajama pants, and her warm palm grabbed my resting prick. The hand rubbed it lightly and began bobbing it. My organ reacted swiftly, expanding and extending at a rapid pace.
I turned around and, with my soapy-wet hands, held her face and kissed her deeply. I grinned, "I may be an old fart, but we seem to have here a hungry b***h too. Let's go to the bedroom and sort our 'issues' over there."
"But sir, I was just playing. Let's dress up and enjoy the outdoors."
I led her to the bedroom and hissed, "Lady, you need to learn a lesson. Tempting a testosterone
