“Vino?” she asked Aimee. “But of course! Think we deserve a little light refreshment.” Came the reply. A delectable lunch along with a generou... amount of wine was ordered and the two not only enjoyed their meal but also a helping of flirtation with the tasty, swarthy waiter who shamelessly paid them extra special attention. “I think we should carry on with our expedition Sash, what do you reckon?” remarked Aimee as she drained the last of her wine. Agreeing eagerly Sasha gathered up her bags. Jermaine’s jaw dropped as I passed him. The tall, black guy rubbed his big, dark hands together. The sun glinted off his shape-smooth head. “Goddamn.”I beamed.“Is that Karen Greene?” Brian asked, a guy with shaggy, blond hair who stood next to Jermaine. “The fuck happened to her?”“I don’t know,” Jermaine said. “But I like it.”“Uh-huh,” Oscar grunted as he joined them.I rushed up the cement steps to the front door, my skirt swirling. This was the time. I had to do it. Just as I reached the top. She asked for more so I then gently probed her ass with a third finger. She was on the verge of another orgasm while I thought about the elevator ride with Alice. Sarah moaned hard and I felt her pussy squeezing my fingers as she tried to push me away with her hand. “I can’t take much more today, I want your cock inside me when I cum again.” I got to my feet and after kissing her, I turned her around and bent her forward. She was pushed against the window, her breasts against the cool glass as. It wasn't locked, of course. We only locked the doors when we went to bed at night. I walked over and saw she was crying. "What's the matter? Sheila? What's wrong?" "Where's Mom? Isn't she here?" "She's getting ready in her bedroom." She turned abruptly and went out of the living room and down the hall. She was calling out as she walked, "Mom, Mom." I followed her, but she went into Dad and Cindy's bedroom, and then closed the door. I supposed I was not wanted. I waited in the living room. I.