" Oh, OK" I lay back and she gets on, straddling me, her hands on my shoulders, she presses my cock forward under her and she slides her clean shaven ...ussy back and forth grinding her clit on the underside of my dick. "Ohh fuck I love that, Angela" I know, mmnnn... Me too"She keeps it up for a little before reaching down and inserting me in herOn her knees, bouncing up and downShe knows just what I like, how to move the way I want itOh yea... fuck.... yeammmm"Oh, you're so wet" ...Wait, did I. For months she stacked money until Chris graduated. Deciding that military service was for him, Joe signed up and had 30 days before he had to report in. Susan hid her sadness of the thought he wouldn't be there and noticed he was hiding his thoughts also, but his eyes betrayed him. His looks were actually stares, especially when she prepared for a “visit”. Normally she was frumpy in shorts or pants, she didn't over do in changing but her “easy” short skirts and pull over tops came out. Bra. Picking up a house phone, he called security. “Bruce, Security,” answered the other end. “Bruce, Nick. See these two losers at the front desk?” Bruce switched his monitor to the camera screening the front desk. “Yeah, got’em.” “That’s Mr. and Mrs. John Marsh. He’s a deadbeat loser. Watch him. I want to know as soon as he’s busted.” “Sure Boss. She’s a doll.” “Watch them.” “Gotcha.” Nick hung up, then turned to watch the Marshes get onto the elevator. “Nice butt,” he muttered to himself. Kelly. I thanked her for reminding me and did not want to missthose "educational" sessions, I thought. I popped on the next lesson anddrifted off to sleep.Morning came quickly. Those CD sessions just make me sleep so well.Cathy had breakfast made and she was all dressed. I could tell she waswearing a bullet bra. She saw me staring at her chest. Cathy said,"Terri, you are staring at my chest, so do you like my new figure? Ihave a new bullet bra on, like the ones I bought you, Dear."I said she looked.