It had just appeared for one, listed well below the home's value from what I was told, though the reason for that would be explained later, after I'd ...ad a chance to look at the place."Yeah sure," I thought to myself wondering. Though the price was indeed within the range I was considering. But I couldn't help but wonder why the owners were in such a hurry to let it go for one, if it in fact promised everything the ad said it had. Still, the agent I spoke to assured me that it would no doubt be. She gave George her patented sadpuppy dog look and asked if he could take a quick look at the books to seewhere they stood. As he stood, he noticed the other woman in the officehad congregated around him and Ellen, wanting to know what was going on.Ellen had to explain something to them so she said, "This is my friendChantelle. She is a senior accounting student at San Diego State, beforewe all panic let's see what she thinks." That placated the women, hopingthis stranger would be their. Was blissful music to my Boi ears. I needed no more urging, I ate her pussy until my face was coated in juice, and the seat was nearly soaked. Man, was Clyde gonna be pissed in the morning...oh well. I raised up swiftly to undo my pants, shoving them down to my ankles. I rubbed my cock against her still quivering pussy and she moaned again. I was the the only one allowed to touch my cock to her pussy barebacked. A great honor for me. I rammed my cock into her pussy before she had time to. “I just thought about you and my dad being similar in age and body build. Then a song from his favorite band just popped into my head, Should I Stay or Should I Go by The Clash.” After looking at me in the mirror for my reaction to her statement, she softly asked, “Well, should I stay or should I go, now?”“I’m not going to ask you to stay, but I sure would love it if you did,” I said to her as I started to turn around in her arms.Even though people say a mirror doesn’t lie, it sure can’t.