When I walked by at 2 in the afternoon she would be in the garden tending the flowers. As the spring became summer, her garden clothes changed from s...eat shirts and pants to shorts and loose shirts over tees. Now that summer was in full blossom, tee shirts became less frequent under button shirts that showed off her ample chest. There were days when I could tell the color of her bra beneath the thin fabric veneer of her shirt.One day as I walked past, she spoke to me over her fence and we. I can’t wait to get my lips around it. Let your cock slut show you what a good cocksucker she is!”I proceeded to suck his cock like it was water in the desert. Then I started to lick up and down his long shaft. He then told me to lick his balls. He said that he hoped that they were sweaty and dirty for his dirty, cock sucking slut whore. Yes, they were sweaty, but that tasted even more delicious. I love the flavor of my man! Then he told me to show him how much I wanted to fuck him by sticking. She wrapped her hands around my ass and begged that I pound her faster. "Answer a few questions and I'll give you the fuck of a lifetime mom." Aw...aw...please David, don't stop. I'll tell you anything you want just...please keep pounding my pussy" she lamented."Do you think I can watch you tease some stranger in a bar one night," I asked as my heart began beating feverishly."Yes" she cried increasing her pace."Do you think..." I was overwhelmed with the next question I was about to ask. "Do. I feel a lot like a Don Quixote de la Mancha, out fighting evil and righting wrongs. Who would ever have thought?’Introduced to the forms through sleep-learning, she was now incorporating them into muscle memory, watched and coached by Dora. Shortly, one or both of the Ninja Twins would arrive to spar, but for now she and Dora were alone, enjoying music as she worked. As if summoned, Linda Eder’s version of I Am I, Don Quixote burst forth. she asked, knowing Eder’s version of the song was one.