" No. I liked it like that. Really. Like I said, best for us yet." Best for us yet? My goodness. You sound like an expert. What's your number?" My wha...?" Your number. Like how many people have you been with?" She turned a deep shade of red and muttered, "I'm not going to talk about that."I laughed at her this time and shoved her arm, "What? No need to be shy about it. I don't care if you've been with a hundred men or if I'm your first."She looked down, "I don't want you to think less of me."I. I didn’t press the buzzer immediately but watched Richard stare at the red light which meant you could enter as I applied my lipstick.He buzzed again and I answered”Hi, is that you baby?” I said sexily.”Hi Sasha, it’s me” he gushed and I pressed the door release.He must have cleared the stairs three at a time as the apartment doorbell pinged almost immediately.I straightened my stockings and pulled the g string on my panties into the crack of my pussy and slowly walked to the door and opened. For instance-the last quarter we split up into teams of one girl, a white guy and a black guy and our target was a married milf. So Heather, Jack and I took our cam corder and hit a local wine and art show. Heather and I acted married and were looking at art with our ‘friend’ Jack. Within an hour we had two older married milfs sitting with us drinking lots of wine and soon had them going back to our hotel suite, since we were rich and from out of town. With in minutes of arriving at our room. I consider myself lucky to get to know you close and spend time with you.Mom: You are my only relief in my boring life, and thanks a lot for understanding me. My husband has zero concern for my feelings and considers me a servant to care for all the household work.When saying this, tears started to roll down her cheeks. He didn’t waste any time, wiped his tears, and hugged her close to his body. She was sobbing on his shoulder. I thought what a bitch she is and the techniques she plays to get.