We only did it once a month before I found out now it’s like once every 2 months so no biggie. He comes by 2 or 3 times a week now. They always hang...out upstairs. There is a TV in the 2nd bedroom and they watch it and do whatever, we always have a few pegs before he heads upstairs.Once I showed him some naked pics of Priya on my comp and I asked if I could see his collection of her. Movies too if he had any I knew he did, he was married so he would have to relieve it somehow. Next time he came. I just stood there, speechlessly watching her walk away for a second before she sensed that I wasn’t moving and turned back asking, ‘Are you coming?’ Umm… Is that a trick question? That broke my brief reverie, snapping me from fantasy to an incredible reality. I turned the other way and tried to remember what my rental looked like – I generally tried to get something similar each trip to try to help me remember. Rarely worked, but at least I had a system of some sort. I was a bit more motivated. He looked up at me with no intention of making another move. I placed both of my hands against his cheeks and felt his stubble as I put my lips on his soft lips, hungrily I kissed him and straddled him with my pussy just above his zipper. Through the denim of the shorts I grinded slowly against him, circling my hips and applying pressure to where I needed it. I felt his body respond and his hands placed on my hips and guided me over his stiff cock until I could take it no more and my back. ??S’ppose so. She’d want a bigger one.? A hint of a smile crossed her face but it soon returned to its sad uncaring look. Mother and father came down in dressing gowns as we loaded the dishes into the machine and I introduced them as Phyllis and Peter. Both showed their shock at Mitzi’s body and mother enquired how she felt. I half expected an outburst but she only dismissed the comment with a routine, ?Okay.??In the shower, I carefully washed Mitzi and she did me but without much enthusiasm..