I lost count of those thrusts as he went faster and harder. I wanted to close my eyes, but couldn’t for some reason. When I turned my head I found a...mirror on the wall showing as sexy an image as I had ever seen.He was slim but muscular, his hands on my hips while his eyes were closed. There was sweat running down his body. My own body was lush and much softer than his. Wide hips, a full chest, and long, curly blonde hair. My face looked nothing like the real me, but as I felt my orgasm. He used the same ingredients he did before when he cooked up the boys. He started the oven and put the arm on the roasting pan along with some vegetables. HE told the boys he would be back as he needed to put his truck up. they were asleep by now anyway and he had the dogs put away in the other room where they could not get out. He had made it back to the top of the stairs and started cutting up the arms and legs of what was left of Mike his realtor he still owed 125g too. He knew his. He had abandoned his nightly masturbation in frustration. Seeing her close up and smelling her sweet perfume was stimulating, but reminded him of his youth. Those were days long gone when he would take a girl to the drive-in in his Zephyr convertible and she would make him happy at the end of the evening. He slept unsated and made it through the following day by deadheading his Virginia Stocks in the morning, and doing some local jobs until it was time to take a shower and then head next. But feel free to stop by in the morning and watch me fuck Dave through the window."I pushed her out and closed the door behind her. She looked embarrassed and confused as she again knocked on my door. I opened the door."May I come in Pleeeasse," she asked."I don't think so," I replied. "Unless you get on your knees and lick my balls right now." But, someone might see me." Then go away." Please don't make me do it in the doorway." Go away then." Please." No." Alright, but just for a few.