From that night on, I have been lusting for her box. The story I'm about to tell for thefirst time happened about six years after that first meeting.... My wife and I had a sonthat was one at the time, and Rosie was still single and would babysit for us often.One Friday night she kept our son at her apartment over night. On Saturday, she brought our son back to our house, but forgot to bring some of his extra outfits back.On Sunday, we decided to go to my in-laws for a visit. While on the way. My started to moan as my tongue licked her swollen pussy lips as she squeezed out my of his huge load into my mouth. She reached for my head pulling it deeper into her wet pussy as I sucked out every drop of his cum. He was right about Jen being a different person. She had more confidence and swagger, and when we had sex I could see a difference in her. She wanted it harder and deeper, and her orgasms were much stronger than before all of this and eating her cream filled pussy became a regular. .. Shit! Shit! Shit!.. SHIIIIIT!” she grunted then let out a loud moan. Spent, she became quiet as she smiled with a sense of satisfaction and wiped the sweat from my brow. “You didn’t?” she asked. “No, I’m saving it,” I replied. We went again for round two. Later that month, I came up again with my friend Martin, and although I felt guilty for ditching him, I figured he'd do the same if he were in my shoes. It's so dangerous when we justify our wrongful actions. But earlier that day Alicia had. “So, who in the heck designed this pool?” I asked.She took about twenty seconds to respond, sniffled, and then blew her nose before saying, “My mom. The three of us were at that property because dad was considering buying the hotel and restaurant. Mom and I were walking around, looking at the pitiful pool when an older man came over. He wore a suit and introduced himself as the owner of a thousand acres next to the hotel. Whoever had been building the solar plant went broke, and he picked the.