"Did I hear a pause?" I asked, trying to gently get her to talk."It's nothing," she said defensively. "I love this home and it was worth every penny."...Come on, just tell me. If there's anything wrong I can come fix it for you. Or I could call a repairman for you." I won't be needing a repairman, but thanks for the offer." Do you want to move back to the old apartment?" I asked."Not really," she replied. "I've lived in that apartment for so long that I need the change of location. Besides, that. “God I hope she doesn’t think I’m a perv,” I pray inwardly. She takes a few photos of me sitting on the chair with my legs spread, the back of the chair hiding my spread open pussy. The cold surface of the chair against my warm skin feels so good and sensual, I keep biting my lip to keep myself from moaning. “I want to change background now and I’d like to see what outfits you brought,” she says after taking enough photos with the chair. I get up from the chair and pull my panties back on. I will tell you briefly about him his name was Arthur, he was not tall but well-built brown eyes long hair then many v******e are such hairstyles. he came and ran e. although I was younger but still we often spent time in place. we still had guys in the company younger than me a little. so we played some nice games during the day, usually football was our favorite. and evening came we ran home adults sat at tables celebrated it was fun to sing songs. and it was time to go to bed as I already. .."No, I'm just greedy. I can't deny Carmen, though." I'm sure she feels the same way..." 'More like I HOPE she does!' I added to myself."Take me to bed?" Sure."There is making love and there is fucking; any of my women would take a good fucking, but only two wanted to make love. Gladys and I made gentle love, more or less missionary-style, her on her back with one leg out and one running up vertical between my neck and shoulder while I used her thigh for leverage. She's easy to get off -- she.