She has quite the collection.... How does someone working for the school district pull in enough money to afford this.... Out of the corner of his eye...he saw her walk in, wearing a tiny skirt, with a black long sleeve button-up shirt that left nothing to the imagination, he could see the straps from her thong coming out of the top of her skirt. Oh god.... His penis twitched just from looking at her. "Um, so yeah how do you manage to get all these games and things, I thought the school. "Hey, Bro, how was work?" Katie was thirty-two, 5'5", with short, dark hair, and a curvy shape to her, especially her large, natural tits. She worked in a garage, fixing cars, something she'd always been good at, ever since middle school, when she used to work on their dad's old car."Oh, you know. Same old same old." Bobby was twenty-seven, 6'2", and lanky, with short, slightly spiky dirty blond hair. He worked at a software company, as a programmer. Again, he'd always been good at that;. “Ready?”“Yeah.”He let his legs out from under him, and let gravity take its course.GOD he was tight! He impaled himself onto my cock, eyes wide, mouth clamped shut, ass ripping open as I invaded his body.Inch by inch, I slid up and into him as he pressed down onto me, until once again he was sitting on my lap, With my long, thick cock plugging his hole.Heat poured from his body as I pulled out a bit, forcing a little squeak from Ryan. And again, as I pushed back up, fucking him gently.“Stop.”My. I was choked up with some tears trying to escape my eyes. Darn, just knowing that lady for one week was special. In that short period of time she did a lot for me. She changed my life, even more than she or I knew."I went back to the house and explored the place top to bottom, inside and out. I found lawn tools in the back of the garage in a separate room. I found a chest full of mechanics tools in the garage as well. Upstairs in the garage I found a complete apartment. A kitchen, living room,.