“Fuck my hot pussy!”“Ooh – yeah…” he growled deeply and started pounding in and out of my tight wet hole, faster and faster, causing the b...dsprings to groan under our thrusting weight. I reached down to rub my wet clit. John lowered his head and began biting my flushed neck and bouncing tits.“Yes! Yes! I’m going to cum!” I yelled, my hips bucking wildly against his.“Not yet, Stacy,” John grunted and slowed his frenzied pumping. I moaned in near frustration but smiled, as I didn’t want this. With all the other upset in my life, it wasn’t hard to hide that though. It was just another kick while I was down. “Use me as a reference,” I suggested.“You mean it?” she asked.“If it helps keep you here in town, I’ll be happy to tell them that you’ve been a big help in the office,” I told her. “Hell, if it doesn’t work out and you have to move home, I’ll still be happy to tell them you’re a fantastic worker and they’re lucky to have you.”“Thanks, Adam!” she said, brightened by my willingness. It was half way down. Stuck open. I creeped into his garage. I saw the door leading into the house was unlocked. I turned the door knob and walked into the short hallway. I looked around to see if anybody was home. I peeked back into the garage. I did not see anyone. I turned to walk down the hall toward the kitchen. I walked inside. I walked over to the big box on the kitchen counter. The box was wide open. My cock twitched again. I saw the same junk inside from the day before. But there was. While hair removal was part of my normal routine by that point, I tookto moisturizing my skin each morning before I left for work, as well aseach evening when I returned from work. My toenails were alwayspolished in colors I only wished I could flaunt on my fingertips.My diet and gym habits changed to suit my new objectives as well. Itook to an all cardio workout and a low calorie, low protein diet toshed some of my excess weight.All that running and the hours I spent each a day on my.