I smelled her perfume, it was the same scent that drove me nuts one night, threatening her that I was going to drag her to the back room and have my w...y with her. Her response was, “You couldn’t handle me, big boy,” and stuck her tongue out at me. After six years, it still had the same effect. “I’m better now that I’ve seen your beautiful face, Carrie. How are you doing, babe?” I asked her. “Well, as you see I’m still here. And, single. I’ve been divorced for a year now,” she replied showing me. I wished I had known about these pleasures that were locked within my body. The pleasure I was getting from her was making my body warms up in a whole new way. No matter how much I was enjoying this there was a part of me that thought this was wrong. I turned over on my back to try to end this but found I couldn’t resist her.Karen eased herself on top of me and guided herself between my legs. I opened my mouth to speak but she used that opportunity to slide her tongue in. I was surprised that. I quivered at his touch which made my tits jiggle enticingly. At long last he grasped my wrist and put my hand right on the hard bulge in his trousers. I squeezed his co- I mean, his penis. No! Wait! I was right the first time! That long hard thing I felt in his pants was a cock! I wanted that cock inside me. He let go of my wrist then reached up to unfasten a fourth button on my blouse. Then he reached inside to grope my left boob. I moaned softly at the contact. It was time to ask the. They knew when the mailman came each day, and of course, they knew when Juliana was there and when she wasn’t. Oh, so they thought. Misfortunately they chose the one day that Juliana decided to stay home from work to make their move on the place. They had no clue what-so-ever that she was still in the house.As she got further down the steps Juliana tried to listen, but she couldn’t make out what the voices coming from the kitchen were saying. They just HAD to be plumbers, she thought. Why would.