" I'll remember that if I do happen to move again, or need to, move again... Hopefully I will not, have to, move again." putting emphasis on the 'have...to'.After the truck and the two men were gone miss. Jones said, "Miss. Warran..." Just call me Maggie please." Okay. In that case you can call me Janet." Deal. Now Janet, what was you going to say?" Maggie, if you do not mind, may I speak with you alone and hire you to help me out, with the smaller stuff here, before I ask Danny to help with the. This turned him on so much. He came but was so hard he stayed hard and went back at it. We had never had such passionate sex before. After about an hour we collapsed and panted on the bed and after a few minutes he said to me “baby…I want to see you do that, I want to see you with another man.”I looked at him then kissed him. “Anything for my sweet hubby” I said.**********************************************I got to the apartment complex and the concierge gave me a key. I was wearing a short. I was early that night, maybe a little extra horny with all the talk about fucking Mom, and waited impatiently in the darkness.I stripped off my clothes and jerked on my rock-hard cock, wondering what was taking Sandy so long. Finally I heard steps on the deck outside and saw her slip inside. I was so eager to fuck, I practically jumped on her, and not until I wrapped my fingers around her huge tits did I realize my mistake."Mom?" Yes, baby," she said, patting my cheek before reaching for. Isabella's creamy complexion was as flawlessas fine porcelain. Her spoiled, pretty face reflected a lifetime of arrogancebossing obsequious servants and grovelling peasants. Her coiffure was one of her many glories. Isabella's personal hairdresser,Carmen, had worked her magic with slim deft fingers. The buxom beauty's longblack hair was fancifully woven around, and held in place by, a large, elaboratelycarved and beautifully lacquered wooden comb. Needless to say, Isabella's onlyacknowledgement.