She was definitely a looker but could not handle a second floor room. My conscious was eating away at me. All night I kept thinking how her condition ...imited her ability for housing. In the morning I decided to let her room in my bedroom and I would sleep in the attic room. When I called her and told her of my plans she wept over the phone. I knew then that I made the right decision. Moving in day was finally here. All the girls arrived early and it went fairly well. Classes were due to start. Rising to stand up, Jaycee sheds the robe and again poses in the doorway. “Let’s make a video,” Jaycee beckons.Mel follows Jaycee up the stairs carrying the video camera and tripod, admiring the married woman’s ass as she ascends the stairs. Jaycee leads Mel to her bedroom and lays across the bed. After the night with SSgt, Jaycee’s insistence that no lover would be in her marital bed has been forgotten. Mel fumbles with the tripod and then mounts the camera to it and focuses on Jaycee laying. That seemed to be Janice's intent. Her brunette hair bobbed just even with her ears, teardrop earrings accenting a smooth brown neck.Janice felt comfortable. She changed her plans to attend a local artist's meeting tonight to have dinner with Anna and Todd. They were a nice couple, but she usually wouldn't have come on Art Gathering night. But here she was.They'd been talking about local politics, who should be mayor, when Janice felt Todd's hand start to explore her knee. She was shocked and. “Do you mind if we eat dinner a little later? Right now, I’m hungry for something else.” Without another word, she took my hand and led me straight into her bedroom.I wasn’t about to argue with that, especially when a moment later Mumtaz pushed me up against the wall, wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned into me. She ground her pelvis against my dick, which strained to escape from my pants. “Did you think I didn’t notice how you stare at my mouth when I talk?” she asked. “How you look at.