She couldn't think of anything to say and she couldn't even look in Kendra's eyes. She actually thought Kendra's pussy had been wet, but there was no ...ay she was going to mention it.I MUST remember to look in Kendra's bag in the morning, Elaine thought as she exited the apartment.She hadn't walked halfway across the quadrangle before a stranger stopped her and talked to her. At the time Elaine wondered whether the girl had mistaken her for someone else. Then it dawned on her. She was being hit. Could that mail belong to that apartment? Not in a big rush, no longer starving after that yogurt. Still wanting something more personal to eat too. Sheila, could she…? Mail in hand, I knocked on the door. It was too late to stop as I heard a voice. ‘Oh baby! … Fuck Momma … Be right back.’ The door opened just enough to see her standing there, nothing on. She was a goddess with curves in all the right places, nice breasts and shaved crotch. Her long brown hair was disheveled like she had been. ” Dan couldn’t help teasing Brad, patting him lightly on the shoulder.“Just make sure you use a towel under Abby’s ass. I don’t want dried up cum staining the leather seats and take a blanket in case you decide to fuck in the park,” Karen cautioned.“By the time I’m usually finished with Abby’s pussy, there isn’t much cum left to leak out,” Brad boasted.“I’m ready!” Abby announced, coming from Brad’s bedroom. His eyes lit up to her sensual choice of low cut top and short, pleated skirt. The. There were twogood things by being so far away. There was time to talk and we werefar away from the locals.The food and wine was OK, but the company was unbelievable. Icouldn't believe this girl wasn't married already. She was a knockoutand had the whole package. We hit it off great and in between kisseson the way home, and kisses in her driveway, and kisses walking herup to her door, I guess we spent the night after dinner kissing. Noother fun stuff though. She seemed to push me away a bit. Oh.