It wouldn't take much to fix up your bedroom as a nice apartment." Anna-Mom, I love you," Rhonda said, flinging herself into Anna's arms. "You've alwa...s been so nice to me and helped me so much. I love my hearthmates, but I'm putting them through hell this summer. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Rhonda actually curled up in Anna's lap like a baby. I got a glimpse of what was aggravating her this summer. She thought she was hurting us.The new house would certainly not be ready for us to move. The company ID was a lot more detailed. I was wearing a different tie and white shirt, but the rest of the card had holograms, inks that changed depending on how light hit it and other cool stuff that was not on it before.Turns out that we were headed on out into another hanger. In front of us was a wild looking plane covered in all black. It looked to be a cross between the YF-22 fighter jet and one of the old SR-71 Blackbird spy places from the 70s. We were told to put on our helmets before. Rick’s hard throbbing cock and I could feel his soft yet hard shaft brush my smooth ass. Ms. Jean took his cock and steadied it as Mr. Rick pushed forward. She moaned as she watched his girth splay open my hairy pussy. I locked eyes with that sexy older man as I felt every inch of his seasoned cock as it impaled my young supple body. Ms. Jean’s fingers traced up to my swollen clitoris as her husband’s cock rested fully inside my womb. At first my pussy ached from Mr. Rick’s girth, but slowly. She was a middle-aged washed out blonde with ill-fitting clothes and a rather short skirt for a woman of her years. She was not the kind of person you would notice and just as I was debating whether to more on, she fell back while reaching for her lunch. As she caught herself, her legs came apart and there I was staring right at her panties. I could see she was wearing hose instead of pantyhose and her chubby thighs bulged out over the tops of her nylons. I didn't care, this was the longest.