Turning his head away from the window, Mark thought again of the deal he'd made with the drive-in owner.He'd made a good impression on George Stewart,...he knew that. Maybe that had been the reason he'd gotten such a good deal. Stewart had even arranged, with a banker friend of his, to smooth the way for Mark's getting a loan to cover the balance of the sale price he couldn't raise himself. The only problem that stood in his way now was the sale of his car lot to Harry Johnson. He needed that. ..But I am getting ahead of myself. I guess I should give an introduction to myself. I am a middle-class, suburban guy with a boring job. Sexually, I am pretty normal...by 21st century standards. I've done some adventurous stuff, but a typical weekend of mine is more likely to involve golf than sex. I am in my 40s now, and I was in my late 30s when this all happened.A neighbor family moved in, and they were good neighbors. Apparently, it turned out, they were quite religious and conservative.. Picturing him sucking my panties and wrapping them around his thick black shaft, I slapped myself in an attempt to snap out of it, then splashed more water on me. I knew I should’ve relieved myself last night because my head was driving me crazy this morning but I urged myself not to simply because my husband wasn’t the driving force behind these thoughts. Lucky there was no incident to report the rest of the day so I woke up confident the next knowing I was in control of the situation.Well it. I grabbed her by the throat with my left hand and slammed her back into the wall, with my right hand I reached down and forced my middle finger deep into her, not that there was any resistance, her pussy was dripping wet. I kept my hand at her throat, not choking her but applying enough pressure to make her uncomfortable. I hammered my finger into her, making sure I was pressing on her clit when I was at full depth. She pressed her back hard against the wall, both her hands were palm to the.