During the next month Nicole smuggles out clothes and other items and stashes them at Brenda’s place. Then the day comes. Nicole signs the lease for...an apartment in our building and the next Saturday I get my old things out of storage. By the end of the day, her apartment is furnished in a Spartan fashion. No luxuries but the essentials are there. I install a heavy burglar lock on the door, in case Nicole’s father gets any fancy ideas. Both Brenda and I promise to keep our phones on at night,. I adjusted myself to where he could have a straight view of my bare pussy under my skirt, I spread my legs and started swinging, which soon got his attention and was now staring at my pussy, wide eyes and jaw dropped, Tracey started to burst into laughter, which caused his sexy blue eyes to turn away from my pussy. After Tracey stopped her fit of laughter she said Did you see him? He was so fucking stunned hahaha!, the next thing I knew she had her hand in my skirt, feeling up my pussy and. Two large letters F H, and under them was a hand closed into a fist. Susan threw her knickers over to where her bra had landed then turned round looked at me and said, “Get up Bobby, swap places.” She was very commanding. I got up and Susan took a pillow and placed it against the wrought iron headboard, then sat down and leant against the pillow. I was on my knees, cock sticking out like a hot poker, and a bottle of baby oil in my hand. Susan cupped each tit and wobbled them up and down as. “I was told you had an apartment for me to rent.” you answer. Her face lights up. A smile appears on her face as she hurries from behind the bar.“You must be John!” she exclaims as she vigorously shakes your free hand, “I’m Mary. But most of the students here call me Ma.”“Ma…” you repeat ponderously. It has a certain ring of appropriateness about it. She appears to be in her late forties or early fifties; about the same age as most parents of college age students would be. You get the feeling.