Faith has a giant shit-eating grin on her face but moves extremely slow. From the time I kicked her out until she is dressed and gone is almost a half...hour.So much for Avery putting a break on the sex. Sunday morning, I’m having problems sleeping again, so I am going over the recorded video footage from next door. I have it set up so that the computer notifies me if there is movement in the house. I see Charles is up early. He packs his fishing gear and heads out. Considering where the closest. Making out and gently playing with your fingers in a chick’s pubic hair, then when she’s ready, not gently at all, pulling and twisting while you listen to her gasping and moaning.But anyway, back to Keli. She's very physical. When I'm eating her, hell she works as hard as I do, pushing against me, grinding her pussy around and around on my face, sliding her wet self back and forth across my mouth, telling me what to do with my tongue. She makes it totally unbearable for herself, and that makes. At first her parents had forbidden her tosay a word; now she saw the wisdom of it, how it enabled her to get afresh start, a do-over. Everyone deserved a second chance, didn't they?That's what she hoped she'd given me. Surely I could understand, sheasked me, hopefully. Well, you get the drift of what she was saying.Basically, it was " get lost."She could give me some money, not a lot, mind you, they weren't rich, herand her husband, and they had kids, too, and her mother (my grandmother,the one. They were both nude and busy masturbating themselves while closely watching each other's activities. The woman appeared to be in her thirties while the man was young, barely out of his teens.Diane felt the page in her hand. There were a couple of wrinkled places in hit that appeared to have gotten wet at one time."This must be his favorite jerk-off picture." She mused aloud.Staring at the picture, Diane was startled by the sudden vision she had in her mind. For a moment she was picturing her.