Mrs. Wilson is well known for having a couple of drinks and then becoming extremly easy. The big fall neighborhood block party was coming up. All Mike...and I needed to do was get Mrs. Wilson to have a few drinks and lure her away from the crowd and then we could get some time in her pussy. Mrs. Wilson was not the hottest woman around, she was short and chubby, dark hair and little boobs. But she would be an easy lay. We made our plan and waited for that night. We played it cool and stayed near. She shared her personal problems. I used to call her on phone when she attending her clients and make her masturbate in her parlor in the rest room.Then we decided to meet. She asked me to come to her beauty parlor from 1 to 2 pm so she can pick me and go for coffee in her car as there won t be any customers and the workers go for lunch. On a good Sunday,I went to white field where her parlor is, at 11 am itself and was roaming around the shopping mall. Then got a call from her at 12:55 pm. I said sure let's see what happens here. She lays on her back and puts her feet in the air. Feet together I stare from her toes to her heels down to her long legs to her pussy lips still showing to me. I wasn't really sure what she wanted me to do but she told me to spread her legs as far as possible. I did as she pleased and she gave me such a perfect view of her tight little pussy. Her face was wincing to all the pain so she couldn't even see me basically eye fucking her. She then put both. . but whatever they are, they’re illegal.”“When ... how are they supposed to arrive?”“Sometime in the next day or so ... arriving by boat.”“Am I right to be worried?”“Yeah, but don’t let it get out of hand. We’ll be there to help them with whatever Maxwell sends. Not to change the subject, but what did you think of how our boy handled Samantha?”“I figured her out the moment she wasn’t presented with Monica and Maria ... and I was ... well, I had faith he wouldn’t be an asshole...”“Is that a.