We don't have a peep hole something I always thought we shoud have . I heard the doorbell ring and saw a UPS truck out the front window. I aasumed it ...as a delivery for us and opened the door. There was a black man and not a UPS man. I asked "may I help you?"He was standing there smiling and said "yes, I believe you can help me." Then I saw a brown envelope in his hand. He said he knew my husband and knew he liked to take pixxx of me as the brown envelope had several. He would not use them. She was already moist, her silky smooth pussy beginning to flow with her sweet juices. She ran the toy along her slit, collecting her own moisture, and brought it back to her mouth- she loved the taste of her own sex and the sensation just made her wetter. When she had moistened her toy she ran it down her skin again and positioned it between her thighs, just teasing herself with it. She savored the hungry reaction of her body, stoking the flame of her desire with her slow motions. She pushed. Steve’s gaze didn’t leave her pussy as he gently massaged all around her with his fingertips, building her heat in a way she had never experienced before. And my, was the heat building.To Amy it seemed like he had been down there for hours by the time his finger finally crossed that invisible line of intimacy and ran up the length of her pussy lips. She sighed in relief and Steve smiled widely as he felt her heat and slickness wash over his finger. It required no pressure for him to. "It won't hurt you. Drink it all and I'll make us another."Momentarily, she hesitated, then, lifted it to her lips, consuming it all in slow, small swallows. "Wow," she exclaimed, laughing and catching her breath as he took her glass. "It does taste good." The second one will taste better," he said, going behind the bar once more.Nadine followed, climbing onto a stool. She watched him pour from the bottle, then add water."Jamey... is my mother in love with you?" she asked all of a sudden.He.