It was dark green, had a gold A decal, and a round view port of glass circled in brass. The brass door plate had a key hole, plus there was another lo...k just above it. Louisa put her hand on my face again. She quietly unlocked both locks. She said, we have to be quiet, mother will be asleep. I was taken aback, this grown up, beautiful professional still lived with her mother!Louisa turned as we stepped into the foyer. She initiated a long passionate kiss, out mouths locked together and tongues. She looked more enticing and provocative than he'd ever have thought possible, and he was aware of a powerful surge of jealousy and envy that it was Fred and not he having such an effect on her. He could just barely make out the naked wet pinkness of her widespread cunt, squirming and contracting obscenely around the swirling length of Fred's viciously probing tongue. My God, she's really hot for it, Tommy thought excitedly. She was like a madwoman, her naked white ass- cheeks clenching and. .. since. Oh my," Max said as his eyes opened wide in comprehension. "It looks like this summer has turned out even more productive than I thought it would be." In fact," Max thought as he turned to get one more look at Gwen's bouncing ass and he adjusted his Hawaien shirt, "if things work out it won't be too long before my cock joins Ben's in that tight little cunt of hers."When Gwen arrived at the abandoned cabin she could tell that Ben had used his time to try and make things more. Sandra was right. In the mask and the outfit, I look nothing like the woman standing here in her work clothes. This calms me, but also feeds into my decision-making. I’m not recognizable. What seems so dangerous becomes less so.Finally Sandra comes across. “Catherine!” she exclaims. “Good to see you. Sorry to keep you waiting.”Today there’s a different woman behind the counter, maybe 35 or 40. Her name tag says “Gabby”. Hearing Sandra’s effusive welcome, she looks across and smiles as if she.