.. Otto... Khalid. One of them twice, maybe. At least, he was first. In front of Miss Judith, he was trying not to show too much enthusiasm. But, all ...he same, he was definitely enjoying himself. This girl was getting really squelchy. He could still hear her moaning. And gasping. He wondered if he might make her come.„How is she, Mr Osman? I mean... you have no complaints?“„No... no... hhhaaahhh... no Miss Judith... quite a... quite a haaahhh... haahhh good fuck... „ repeated Quentin. ...............*flashback*Tristan sat on his knees at the foot of the bed his fingers and tongue a blur as they made a meal out of my drenched pussy knowing that I wasn't far off my second orgasm that night. "Jesus Christ Tristan!" I yelled as I came all over his face. He knew exactly how hard, fast and rough I liked things. "No need to take the lords name in vain" he chuckled in a teasing tone. "You know I'm an Atheist right? It means I can take 'the lords' name in vain if and when I please" I. He loved that she was so sexy and so horny and a great fuck. He had fucked a lot of girls but never a virgin that loved cock as much as he loved pussy. She was wild and rotating her cunt all over his big hard shaft. He was covered with the mix of his cum and hers. "Push down hard on my cock baby. Fuck me deep and let me feel how much you want that cock. Ride me hard. Yes, do it just like that. Rub those big tits. Pull on your nipples for me. That's a girl. Play with those tits as you hump my. No makeup, nothing. yuck...My mind turned to Matt. What did I do to that poor boy? Well, not aboy anymore. No boy has a tool like that.I need to find a good way to let him down. I'm as old as his mother,but he was so sexy. Maybe we can."No, don't be stupid," I yelled at myself. I can't let anyone in thearea know my secret. I moved just to be able to get a fresh start. Ihad a good life. I got along with most of my neighbors, good friendswith some of them. That would all go away if not.