Watch a war movie or two, surf some porn sites looking for new scenes, then spending some quality time with Mrs. Palmer and her five daughters. The on...y difference between tonight and the other nights was that the house was 92°F and about 4,000% humidity. Welcome to Florida in August.It was so hot in my house because the AC crapped out early in the day. I called the AC guy I knew from the VFW Post I belonged to. He promised someone would be at my house first thing the next day. So I left the. This was still residential, but quiet in the early evening twilight. We soon reached my destination, and turned south again along the railroad right of way. Emily noticed, and commented.“Wouldn’t it be easier along the road?”“Probably. But, if it is easier for you and me, won’t it be easier for anybody wandering around? Or, perhaps worse, somebody looking to remedy the gaps in his preparations for this sort of midnight stroll?”“Wouldn’t you help somebody in need? You couldn’t simply walk past. This is all about done.’ ‘You bet.’ In the shower I scrubbed my skin with the soap, a wash cloth and a loofah to remove any residue of Marissa from my body. I spent some extra time on my cock and balls with only soapy hands. I couldn’t forget how Marissa soaked the entire length of me with her juices. The shining lubrication had run down to my balls too as she bucked and gyrated on my lap throughout the delicious moments of her orgasm. I closed my eyes and gripped my semi hard dick. I gave it a. She pointed out a large potted plant in the corner and said that it was mine. I thanked her for the generous offer but told her that I couldn’t take it.“She said you’d say that,” said Joan as she stood behind me, probably checking me out just as her grandmother had done several months before.I looked back at Joan and asked if she was going to be sticking around.“Yes,” she replied matter-of-factly, “I have to finish out the lease agreement for my grandma.”As she spoke, Joan pulled at her taut.