I was carrying Tiffany and opened the door to find Carolyn standing there."Long time, Walter," she said with a smirk. "Are you going to invite me in?"... looked Carolyn up and down while quietly thinking of what to say. She still was the slender, long legged blond I remembered from high school and college. Her hair might have grown a bit thinner and she was wearing far too much makeup for eight in the morning, but there was a moment when my heart stopped beating. "Well, Carolyn. I would have. If you want to stop before you cum, I’ll give you that blow job to finish you off.”“I really think I’d like to cum like this. Actually, can I put my prick inside your panties?”“If you want to.”John moved away a little, pulled Ashley’s panties slightly to one side, then pushed his prick in under the crutch of them. He started pumping back and forth again.“Fuck! That feels even better. I think I’m nearly there.”“Okay. Go for it. Spread some of the lube on me. It will feel really good, I promise.. Looking for something to eat she bends over placeing her bum up on the countertop and opens the fridge and peers inside. Layla smiles when she sees a bottle of Mont. Pierre's 1957 Vintage Merlot, her favorite. Deciding on a liquid dinner she grabs a wine glass from the cabinet and pours herself a glass of the delicious wine. As she twirls the glass under her nose loving the sweet aroma it has she clicks on the television and laughs when she sees the TV show " Scrubs" is on. Thinking she has. ‘Good, well, if you keep your promise, and try to relax and let me control everything, I promise I’ll give you a big surprise, and something tells me you’re going to love it.’ I couldn’t only grunt, too turned on to question more. But for the next month or so, that ‘big surprise’ was always on my mind, subconsciously subverting my will to meet her needs. When I asked questions, she would only smile and say ‘you’ll see.’ Even after Heather moved in, there was still sometime before we settled.