I gave her a missed call and she opened the doors. It was pitch dark. I slowly walked towards the door and she caught me inside and closed the doors. ...e both could not see each other properly as it was pitch dark.The lights from out were giving us a small shadow view of us. She caught my hand and took me to the bedroom. The AC was on. She asked me slowly if anyone saw me. I said slowly no. That’s the first time we spoke and she heard my voice. But as it was just whispers she could not recognize. With those words, she put her arm around my shoulders and steered me out of that room, towards daylight and mundane life of a big city. She parked me on the sofa and disappeared briefly, I guess to cover up that incredible piece of glass, and then busied herself with making a coffee and holding my hand and talking to me, about trivia, not expecting any response - just to deposit a detritus of normality over the terrifying chasm that had opened at my feet. I don't recall much from that. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH FUCK MY CUNT LOVER BOY FUCK MY CUNT UNTIL YOU CUM INSIDE MEEEEE"She was so loud normally, but I swear that she could be heard 3 doors away.It didnt take long until I was ready to shoot my load "let me drink it loverboy" she cried, I pulled my cock out of her and she quickly spun round and took my cock and load in her mouth.She poured another drink and brought her suitcase over, opened it and then started asking me what i thought about various items as she pulled them out.First. She's married to God." Irene had been single since Sue's dad left her, and I never did hear the story. It just seemed that for twenty years, she had been this pretty blonde tiny nun, basically.I did the repairs to the house, and Irene never wore a bra. Her tits were so tiny, that her nipples were always advertising where they were, right under her chin, on a 38 year old woman. It was very distracting, every day, for about a month. The last thing she got me to do was decking at the back. When it.