‘Look after Eveline and the boy for me?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ I promised. From that point my worthless life had some purpose. I held on as bullets rock...d us. I’d saved his life once, now and foe evermore he was saving mine.***] Art swings his bucket of clean rinsing water and, clutching his bundle of chamois leathers, follows. His window cleaner father stops, checking his notebook, then crosses the quiet suburban street. Art follows. ‘A certain house down here needs cleaning today, son, and we’ll talk. It was cracked just a peak and as he reached for the handle he heard her moan. He turned and peered in through the crack and watched one of his favorite fantasies unfold. He edged the door just enough to see her whole body. One arm curved and clutching her breast, the other working its way down, closer and closer to her pussy. She played with herself teasingly and slowly worked off the shorts she was wearing. He felt himself harden and wondered for a second if this was wrong. He decided it. She kept stroking her pussy on my cock while our lips were locked for a tongue fight. I could now sense the heat that she was going to cum again. This feeling also brought me to the final phase. I told her that I was about to come, and I flipped her down and got into missionary position.I then took the charge and started pounding her pussy with hard hit strokes. At the same time I was smooching her, biting her cheeks, neck. It was about some 25 strokes holding her shoulder and I suddenly. ‘Cyril! What are you doing!’ ‘Nothing Denise. I promise!’ ‘I don’t believe! It’s disgusting!’ and she moved to walk off. The man smiled at Noella and gave her a wink. She blew him a kiss. ‘Thank you.’ he said and turned to follow his wife. He won’t be getting much love tonight! That was fun! Noella walked the length of the refrigerated cabinet , still turning turning heads. After two strolls up and down the row, Noella finally found what she was looking for. Whipped cream! She selected three.