“Well, like I said, I’ll be deeply honored that he left it to me. I think I’m past any objections I might have once raised about it.”“We’l... see,” she said cryptically. That kind of worried me. She knew me well enough to know when I was going to freak out.We changed subjects after that and talked about Cheryl and things with her parents, the new custody arrangement and Howard’s assurance that the custody arrangement cut them off from legal action on her behalf or the baby’s. We talked some about. Everyone was so nice, especially my next-door neighbors, Alex, a gregarious guy with charisma to spare, and his stunningly beautiful wife, Kim. They made me feel at home right from thestart, and last week their friendliness reached a new and altogether wonderful level. It was just a few days after I had moved in that Alex came by to introduce himself and welcome me to the neighborhood. I met Kim the very next day, when I was putting some stuff in the garage. Tall, with clear blueeyes, curly. The woman was not bad looking, in her late 40's, nice blonde hair, and a great set of tits. again I she flashed me both tits. I also got the feeling that when I was masturbating that someone was watching me. I was masturbating and got that feeling and looked up to see the neighbor woman watching me. She was not hiding at all. Then she took off her clothes and started to masturbate also. I could not believe it. We both watched each other masturbate. It was the greatest thing ever. That happened. Next she applied lashings of mascara to her upper and lower eyelashes; her hand started shaking again and a few small clumps of mascara fell onto her cheek and she carefully lifted them off with her little fingernail. "Concentrate!" she whispered to herself; the last thing she needed to do was fuck up her makeup and have to start all over again! She cleaned the mascara brush and evened out any small clumps that clung to her lashes. She was always amazed at how her eye makeup highlighted the.