"He sat alone in his room. It was dark outside, and there was no laughter from the windows now. The lights were on, bathing the walls and floor in ace...bic neon. In his bathroom you could sit on the toilet and take a shower at the same time—there wasno stall, just fixtures in the wall and a drain on the floor and a curtain to protect the toilet and sink from too much splashing. When he'd moved in here he'd wondered if you could fit two in a room like this, wondered at the adjustments, at the. She’s wearing the pants suit outfit with the emerald blouse and black bra.“How do you like it?”“It looks great. You’re going to be the company’s best dressed and sexiest new marketing consultant.”Turning around she asks, “The slacks are not too tight are they? How does my ass look?”He cups one of her globes. “It fits just right? Your ass always looks good.”“And the front?”Cupping her breast he says, “The front looks good.”Slapping his hand away, she playfully says, “Stop it. I’m trying to be. Her black hair was tousled, as if by the wind, and her dark eyes shone from under the tangles. I marveled at her long, tanned legs and the sleek muscles around her shoulders. I longed to touch those shoulders, perhaps press my lips to them. My lust got the better of me. I felt like a burglar as I opened a dresser drawer and found some underwear, somewhat the worse for wear. Clearly, this was her old stuff, stored in this spare room. I held up a brassiere, imagining the size of her breasts and. I could see her face contour with doubt as my 8 inch monster started going in – I started a gentle to and fro motion and started pushing it in slowly – she started to lubricate as well and that helped. I picked up my pace and started to thrust with vigor now – the whole room rang with the sound of my balls slapping against her pussy and her moans – both of us were totally lost in the action kissing, thrusting, moaning all happening at the same time.After what seemed like 10 minutes she came.