"Even in the sleazier places, she's going to attract a strange crowd." Would you like me to drive you over?" He asked, the sandwich almost between his...lips."It's an hour, both ways. I won't get back until sometime until midnight. Thanks, but I can drive myself."Rather than respond to that, Gerald chewed. Miranda's driving terrified him, even before her change. She'd always been easily distracted and didn't pay close-enough attention to the road. Now, she had to sit in such an odd position. The music and life of the local saloon had always called her and when she’d grown, and developed, she’d gotten a job there.The nightly noise and laughter had quickly seduced her and she was certain she’d found her new home. She loved the attention she’d received from the men there. Her breasts had developed early, and she was quite well endowed even before her eighteenth year. Her job was to flirt, wait on, and encourage the patrons to drink more. She wasn’t expected to sleep with the patrons;. I like my whisky and my women to be matured, so they taste better.Moving on to the story, I'm living in the 6th floor of the 14 floor building, we are having 4 flats in each floor, Next to my flat there is a North Indian family residing, The family consist of 2 members a husband and a wife, they having 2 c***dren studying in boarding school, the husband running import and export business and wife is working as beautician in the neighbourhood's beauty parlour.My opposite flat is vacant for a. “Matt, I wanna come…” “Go on, baby, but I’m gonna try to hold out a little longer. Your pussy feels so good I can’t stop.” As he thrust into me, I smiled, bracing myself for my own dam to burst. That moment I yelled out feeling the sheets beneath us getting wet with every spurt. Slowly, he continued; I wanted to see him come as well. “Go faster I want to see you come,” I whispered. “Not yet baby, I gotta go a little longer,” he breathed. Amazed, I stared into his lovely blues waiting for.