” “Cathy…” I stammered. “Of course you’re not bothering me. I just… I just…” as my voice trailed. Cathy was now facing me, and thank... to the angle of the sun, it was clear that she was also not wearing a bra. The shadows from the sun defined the form and shape of her swelling breasts. And the wind through the door pressed the clearly defined points of her nipples through the flimsy fabric of her dress. “May I come in and join you?” she asked. I nodded numbly in reply, as my cock stirred in my. She stood at my door, holding a suitcase and a littleduffel bag. I carried them upstairs for her, showed herto her room, and left her to “freshen up.” She camedownstairs, wearing an iPod, yoga pants and a sleevelessblack leo tank top. She announced she was going for arun, that she’d be back by around dinner time.And sure enough, back she came just before dinnertime,looking flush and ripe from exercising. She helped mechop some vegetables, stir fried them with a little bitof. When they got to the Kissing Pillar they kissed and kissed and kissed.Then they went to the Wall of Remembrance. This wall contained the names of immigrants that their decedents paid to have put there. Simone found what she was looking for: the names of Joseph and Sarah Brodsky, her great-great-great grandparents. She touched the names with reverence and did a prayer of thanksgiving. As she was doing that, another woman about twenty walked by and also noted the same two names. The odd part. My heart was racing! He began jerking himself, increasing speed as he went. Occasionally pressing the head of his cock against my balls, I couldn't believe how amazing it felt and actually found myself gripping his thighs harder and harder as he stroked faster. Finally he almost yelled that he was going to cum. The first few ropes of his hot thick cum landed on my smooth stomach with two big blasts making a little puddle in my bellybutton. He finished emptying his load directly on my cock. I.