Thanks for offering dinner. We will see you and Robert about 18:00.”“Bye.”AT THE ROBERTSON’SWe took the elevator to the fifth floor. Apartment...502 was easy to find. I knocked. Mrs. Robertson opened the door. We were greeted by the smell of a wonderful dinner. We saw Mr. Robertson in the kitchen. I said, “Dinner smells excellent. You are both wonderful cooks.”“Honey, Robert is the cook. He lets me help sometimes. I am an accountant, not a cook. You two ladies look good enough to eat.” With that,. They set it up for Friday of that week.Beth hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Her pussy was tingling and she lay down on the bed and smiled as she touched herself. She found herself getting very wet at the thought of her plan, and the image of Erik and Joanne fucking bought her swiftly to orgasm.That Friday night Beth called Erik and said she would be late getting home from work, but that Joanne would be stopping by. She asked him to entertain her until she got home. Erik agreed,. I let her in and all my dreams came true in an instant. She was tall – 5’8” or so, with heels, jeans and a nice trendy top. I paid her money, and we chatted for a while. She told me the information I wanted to know, her age. Sweet sixteen. Wow.She took off her jacket to reveal no blouse, just a black bra holding some sweet teenage, small and puffy nippled titties. Perfect. She slipped off her jeans, leaving her heels on at my request, and her small thong covered only part of her pussy. It was. Pay dirt! "I know," said Vito sadly. "It's too big." Ms. Jones reach up and stroked the sides of him, pulsing veins rose to the surface easily. She ran her hand up and down, spell bound. This was a magic staff! "Oh, Ms. Jones," he moaned. "Please don't tease me! It feels too good." "I don't tease," said Ms. Jones, getting a hold of herself. "I teach." Slowly and deliberately she licked his swollen head. Vito sobbed, the knuckles of his hands going white, gripping the table's edge. "You need to.