"Tom, I don't know how I can thank you enough for being over there and coming to help me," Rhoda said."Well, Rhoda, I can think of some ways that you ...ight show me your appreciation," I said. How do you come right out and ask a neighbor to fuck you? I wasn't really sure but I was going to press this opportunity as hard as I could without hopefully offending Rhoda."Oh, what would that be, Tom?" Well, you could dry my clothes off for me before I go home," I said."Sure, Tom, why don't you slip out. We then turned on the game to see how long we had been fucking. It seemed like we had been at it for such a short time but it was late in the second quarter meaning we had been fucking for over an hour. I played and kissed Byron’s limp cock till it was hard again. I sat right down on it and rode him hard both in cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. He held my hips and told me to ride his black cock. I climbed off after I came and grabbed a bottle of lube. I put some on my hand, rubbed it down his shaft. Lisa noticed it and took her hand. “What’s the matter with you girl? You look like that bitch from night of the living dead. “You sue do.” I added like a senselessness.“For your information oh sensitive one,” she said looking at me. She then pulled a gigantic cigar sized joint from her brassier. “I totally forgot I was carrying this.” Lisa reached in the back seat and took Maria’s hand.“You poor thing, you must have been freaked out of your mind.”“Man I was. I was so frightened I came. “Boy, you really fucked up. The boys won't fix the wagon and they want us gone. Do you always think with your dick?” Because I really didn't really recollect too much of the previous evening I couldn't defend myself too well from her wrath. She let me have a swig of the whiskey, which helped, and told me what she knew of what had gone on. I was abashed at what I heard, especially when I realized how angry she was. She had never used that sort of language since I'd met her. Jasmine, yes, but.