Now I get up and slip on my robe. I go and knock on his door. When he opens it he is bare-chested wearing only some shorts, and he is truly carved fro... stone. His body is firmed and cut. There is a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. A voice said to talk to him. What do I say?"I'm sorry to bother you but your dog is keeping me a wake," I get out."Sorry," he replies, "I just put him in his box in the spare room. He should be quiet now." "Say aren't you the lady next door?" he asks.My knees. I’m told that names like Mohammed and Singh are more common in the City of London, England, than John or Samantha nowadays. Diversity is a beautiful thing, isn’t it? I smiled to myself as I took it all in. You know that sensation when you can feel someone watching you. I felt it all of a sudden and it caused me to turn around. I found myself looking into a pair of brown eyes in a beautiful face less than two feet from mine. Hello Miss Far, said an amused voice. Who are you? I asked the. I undid her jeans and slowly ran my hand down into her pants to rub her pussy. As soon as my hand reached her pussy I felt the warmth of her juices just totally covering her panites. She moaned in pleasure as my finger ran along her crease and gently went into her hole. At this point she apparently had enough of this young k** taking control and pulled myhand out and pulled me into her bedroom and threw me on the bed. She undid my belt and pulled my jeans off faster than even I could of. So. I love your big cock. Im coming Darling. Yes, Yes. I want to feel you fill me with you hot cum. Fuck me. My juices flowed and my head spun. Josh was always able to make me love being fucked. He groaned and I felt his prick expand and then pulse several times as he pressed hard and deep into me and filled me to overflowing with his wonderful man sauce. Finally he collapsed onto me but slowly kept sliding his spent shaft in and out. His cum was dripping out of my well satisfied cunt. It felt nice.