That was about as romantic as it got. My pussy just felt better than his right hand.I wasn’t working and he never even asked me what I did all day. ... guess because I was often watching TV when he came home, he thought that is what I did while he was gone.To keep from feeling so lonely, I visited with other residents in the laundry room, elevator, or in the little courtyard where you could sit play basketball. I met a few other women but none that I could relate to.There was an older man in the. . i fondled it then stopped for a minute to make sure that no one wakes up... then continues... with my 30 minute of fantasy i fondled her breasts with out checking out anyone else... except for my surprise she wakes up(which makes my nervous for she might scream)... she covered herself up with the thin blanket and i backed up for a sec... after 5 seconds of awkwardness she reached her hands into mine with the blankets still on her face... then i grabbed it with my hands then she suddenly grips. It wasn't long before she had drunk every bottle."Why do you have it so hot in here, Inque?" I'm trying to dehydrate myself. I'm feeling a lot better already. But I'm still suffering from water poisoning and I still need that stuff tomorrow." You better eat something too, Inque." Yeah, thanks."She unwrapped her burger and started nibbling on it."Can we turn the heat down? I'll never be able to sleep in this heat." Yeah, sure," she said.Larry then sat in his old threadbare sofa and clicked the. Mmm, I couldn't wait to continue! I didn't pause; my clitty was standing out like never before. Ohh, gorgeous! I eased my fingers gently round it, pressing, probing, my left hand pausing there, my right moving further into the hot swollen folds of my pussy. Christ, how hot it was! How wet with juices! It seemed to just suck in my fingers, swallowing them up! I sighed deeply with pleasure, just maintaining the pressure with my fingers, not moving them at all. It was just gorgeous!I shuddered.