She lay down on his chest, her hot breasts crushing as she kissed him."It's okay," she said. "You'll last longer next time." I wanted to last longer t...is time," he moaned."What do you think they're doing?" asked Jack, peering down the hallway where the others had disappeared into."Well duh," said Mandy. "They're procreating." You think so? Really?" He sounded breathless."That's what Claudia said they were going to do." Yeah. Reggie said that too, on the way over here. But guys say stuff all the. I fondly remember every time we were together, but the last we were together burned itself into my brain.Dima found out that she was leaving town and wanted to see me one last time before she went to Europe. On the phone she told me she wanted to give us both something to remember. I checked the calendar and made sure the roommates were gone for the entire day. I showered, dressed in a light t-shirt and shorts [in case they were ripped off] and sat at my computer, awaiting her arrival. At her. But now she lay there all bound up, with him on top of her, looking down at her. As she looked up at him, and he down at her, his eyes seemed to penetrate her as much as his cock was. She felt as if he were looking deep into her soul, and seeing her depravity, while laughing at her, as he loomed over her, kneading her breasts and pounding into her womanhood. She had only talked with her neighbor, Dr. Brown a few times, and had always had an uneasy feeling around him, but now those feelings and. “Ma’am, exactly what is it that you are here for?” I ask her. She says nothing. Feeling a bit perplexed, I decide that perhaps I should show her around the warehouse, as she will need storage too. “May I show you the warehouse and the vaults that we will use to house your belongings?” I ask of her. As if she was dreaming she stammers some words, “Oh yes … moving … need storage … yes could you show me please.” As we get up, I’m thinking either this lady is out of her mind, or something is.