She too was quite in love and satisfied with Reddy but was in the dilemma of how to manage the both.She was looking gorgeous; her hair was neatly tied...in a ponytail. She was wearing a sweat sleeveless tee and a pair of sweat track pants. They were very nicely fit and complimented her figure very well. Reddy was at a corner, helping someone with crunches. And he jumped up in joy when he saw Kiran walking in. He ignored the one he was helping and quickly started walking up towards her. Kiran. "Miss? Are you okay?" Huh? What?" Gwen shook her head, realizing with a start that she'd been staring off into space."This is the address you gave me," the driver said, looking over the front-seat of the cab at her through a cloud of cigar smoke and gesturing out the window."Gwen? Hey, Sis!!" a shout suddenly rang out from the opposite side of the cab, and Gwen hurriedly climbed out to stare in amazement at the tall young man hurrying toward her from the front of the house."Why didn't you call. He said alright but the way she was teasing him yesterday he knew she wanted him to fuck her and he had his hand down inside her top and pulled her breasts out and was squeezing them and telling her how he like her milk white titties and big nipples. She told him he couldn't do this she was old enough to be his mother. He told her his mother sure didn't look like her. He told her he had been thinking about fucking her all summer and after yesterday, he knew she wanted it and he pushed her back. He shooed us. Wave of the hand, “Shoo.”We shooed to the hall, got accosted a couple of times, explained, had the accoster open the door, back out, red faced and resume his/her original pursuit. We twiddled, sat against the wall, stood against the wall and were bored.If we had known how long this would take we’d have had a nap.The door opened. A hand beckoned. We reentered.There were a ton of things that could have happened, but we never expected what did happen.“I just got off the phone with.