One thing to know about Heather is that she is a very heavy sleeper. Sometimes she sleeps on the couch in the family room and doesn’t even wake up w...th the TV on (I have pictures of this too). She is on her left side facing into the room. I’m watching her sleep. My shorts are tenting in the front. I reach through the leg of my shorts and slip out my cock. I gently stroke it while I decide what to do. I pull back the covers a little so I can see Heather’s sleeping face. I move as close as I can. "Uhhh... you're loosenin' up, baby. Yeah, I can feel... uhhh... feel you loosenin' up," he groaned, shifting his weight into her thighs.Marcie's eyes glazed over, rolling up in her head. The agony continued. She was gasping in air with short, panting breaths. Her head spun around dizzyingly while her nostrils burned. The pressure and pain in her pussy made her cringe. And then... and then there was the final ripping feeling, the sensation her cherry gave the blonde teenager as it tore. Marcie. "Oh, my," she mumbled.After a few moments she was able to regain her composure and finishwashing the rest of her body and hair. She was overcome with guilt; shehad just masturbated a guy she didn't know, even though that guy washerself. She turned off the water and grabbed the towel she had hungoutside the shower. After drying off she wrapped the towel around herchest and stepped out to the mirror again.She didn't need to do much to the short hair she now had except to run acomb through it. She. Rosa’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open as she gasped loudly, “Ooh, Sir.” Then she muttered, sounding slightly embarrassed, “I’m sorry I didn’t know you were gonna be home this morning!”Rosa’s my housekeeper and she cleans my condo on Monday and Friday mornings. She dresses in a bluish gray maid’s uniform with a button up front and she wears black walking shoes with old women’s knee high nylon stockings.Rosa’s still extremely attractive and sexually appealing for an older woman. She has.