As far as she knew there were no complaints about Benny’s odd services for needy female tenants and even the husbands that were aware of their wives...appetites for quickie sex stayed silent about the practice because their spouses were noticeably much more pleasant after a nice hard pounding from behind in the mid-afternoon.She decided to “save” a pair of Greyhound dogs from the animal rescue center to keep her company and force her to walk twice a day to exercise them and prevent them from. My knees felt week, and as my hands slipped under the tight elastic, she told me to stop again.'Use your teeth', she certainly knew he stuff and I bent my knees and took the soft elastic into my mouth and pulled down of it.My nose was getting wet in her pussy, I could smell the strong odor of her crotch, her pussy and ass, my cock was rigid, her odors spurned me on, I needed to be inside her, and then, suddenly the elastic flowed down her thighs, all the way down to her knees where they dropped. " You're a useful man to know."The cab pulled into the kerb, "Here we are, enjoy your meal. What timedo you want picking up?"John looked at me and I shrugged, "Two maybe three hours if we'reenjoying ourselves." I'll send a text message, George." Okay, make it about a half hour before you need me."I had a really good time with John, he was a humorous conversationalistand an excellent listener which was a good sign, most men like to hog theconversation but he let me chatter on and I could tell. ’ She smiled at me but did not respond. I wondered if I had said too much right there. I wasn’t sure that was possible after what Brooke had said to me last night, but I still worried a little. We headed out the door and off to lunch. We ate at a small café downtown, sitting outside and enjoy the fall air. The day was cool and dry, but very bright. Brooke looked like a movie star with her sunglasses on. The conversation was light and witty. Every moment with her was another moment farther from.