We might call you."Damn, two gone and they were both hot."Sabrina Jablonski?" Thank god. The only obvious non hottie stood up with a smile. I sent her...on her way."Dawn Prentiss?" One of the hotties got up and I sent her away. That left the two dummies. One of them was a for sure interviewee. I wasn't sure about the other one."Ashley Fennell?" The cute pixie-like hottie stood up."and Katie Kramer?" The last girl stood up. She had a bulky sweater on."Katie honey, do you have a blouse on under. It took quite some time before Betty-Lou was laughing with me, her hand reaching across to pat the back of mine. I knew if I go to fast, this one would quickly be gone. Something was the matter with this woman, and a remote part of me wanted to help, the other part said stick to business.My new friend and I talked for almost a full hour, I beginning the perfect listener, while I comfortably let her do most of the talking. I could see that my powers of seduction had not been wasted with this. He'd been wearing a wedding ring. Jenny sighed sadly. Stumbling on the path she tried to get her keys from her bag and dropped them on the floor.'Mrs Williamson'. Jenny's heart sank as the all too familiar voice of her Landlord came from behind her. Walter Goesch was a late 40's, slim man with polished features and greying hair. He had a tendency to wear a suit in almost all weathers and always smelt strongly of cheap colonge. She turned, too tired for an argument and realised the older man had. Giggling Marella wets her fingers in her mouth and returns to his nipples with wet weapons this time. As she lightly teases his nipples with her wet fingers she feels John thrust up into her with his hips. Her pussy is soon burning just as much as John’s cock and the two of them lock their eyes with a ferocious intensity as their rhythm builds. Marella loves watching and listening to the effect she is having on her man. She loves the power she has over him as a woman as every movement and touch.