“I’m a little wetter than usual, but he never notices, and I couldn’t care less. Any other questions?”“Just one ... Mother... ? May I call y...u, “Mother”?”“I would love it if you did, Jack, but I guess I sort of like Hank — particularly when, as you can plainly see, I’m younger than Sam is.” She grinned and added, “But that wasn’t the question.”“No it wasn’t, Hank. I was going to ask you how your sex life has been with Jim.”Hank appeared to be deep in thought. She looked up at the ceiling, then. Within days of moving in I had seen the occupants of the apartment leaving for work one morning, she was a petite red head with small “Orange-sized” breasts and a killer body, while her husband was a well-built guy with blonde hair and a very good looking face, I estimated that they were somewhere in their late 20’s. We were all in such a rush that we just said “Hi” and carried on to work without introducing ourselves.A few days later I was able to leave the office a little earlier than usual. I wanted his big hard cock filling up my tight little pussy more than I wanted to breathe. I just needed to be filled at that exact moment. Slowly but surely, Greg managed to trail his lips down to my chest. His mouth closed over one excited nipple and sucked while one of his hands went to the other to pinch and please. I couldnt help but moan at his touch. I loved when my nipples were pinched and sucked. I had a small chest but my nipples were really sensitive. Greg eventually brought his lips. Man! It was hard work, and he was still only halfway in! But he wanted all of her, and knew she wanted all of him. She was slippery and wet, but she was just too tight. He let go of her hips and leant forward, grasping her breasts, trying to encompass them all, rolling their cylindrical nubs between the joints of his fingers. He was able to see close-up the curve of her lashes in her half-closed eyes, and once again noticed her high cheek bones and small, parted gorgeous mouth and little jaw of.