I moaned as she squeezed my cock but mumbled out, “Yes, I’d loved to be in your ass right now!”“I’m sure you would!”She continued to strok... me from the head to the base all the while squeezing me tightly. She continued to talk about me fucking her in the ass while she was tied to that chair. If she was trying to drive me over the edge, it was working. I was lifting my ass off the bed trying to fuck her hand as she stroked me. My moans had become almost never-ending at this point yet she. She likes to dance slow and I never learned how. Would you teach me? Ill be glad to. Do you want to start now. Yea, if you dont mind. Ok, Ill put on some nice slow music and teach you how to dance. I put a CD on and motion him to help me move the coffee table out of the way. Again my robe falls open when I lean over to pick up the table and this time I couldnt use my hand to keep it closed, if I wanted to. Ken again gets a long view of my cleavage. I am feeling a little self conscious now. So was I.I then got up, inserted my dick in my hot neighbour’s vagina (I did get a condom after sex was initiated, which I skipped in the beginning to continue with the story flow). Her pussy was so inviting and it was a heavenly feeling being in the pussy of such a sexy-looking woman.I started fucking her in the missionary position. As I was stroking in and out of her pussy, we both were moaning really loudly. It felt so good. Dipali was moaning and asking me to fuck her harder and faster. I. You may be wondering why I am telling you all of this, unless of course it is obvious. It is because it relates to the story I am about to write. The other thing that relates to this is knowing that I may well get caught out as the slutty escort/prostitute/whore that I am. I have been a few times. Does it worry me? No. Does it turn me on? Fuck yes! Especially when it is my very own perverted neighbour!How did I know he was a pervert? I had seen him, actually SEEN him pinch knickers off my line.