She rolled on top of me and removed her bra, her nipples were rock hard buds, she smiled grinding my crotch, making me hard.Standing she slid her jean... and panties off revealing her smooth tight pussy, I lay looking in awe, I couldn't believe what was happening. She pulled my jeans off letting my hard cock free, which she took in her hand and licked the head before taking it in her mouth. She lightly sucked and licked as I held her hair in my hand, I knew I wouldn't last long like this so. I knew she loved using her newfound sexual freedom and liked using these words. She was a real doll and my desire for her quickly overcame me as she asked me so shyly to fuck her again."John, please fuck me again. And I hope you aren't going to get tired of me, because I think I will need you to do this to me everyday. I never knew what I was missing all this time. This is so wonderful."I immediately became hard at the suggestion and pushed myself into her very tight slippery vagina once again. ”“And why would you? Now, as I said, it may be some time, several months or more, before I can make any payments to you, but I assume I can simply transfer any funds into the same bank account as I did last year for your parent’s estate.”I nodded.“Good. That’s that over with then. I’ll keep you informed as to when I can make payments.” He put the papers away then said, “One last thing. I know you couldn’t stop your Gap Year so I have a proposition for you.”I looked at him but didn’t. "I sat only a moment when an elderly woman, walking smoothly, but looking frail and tired entered the room. I stood, and we shook hands as we introduced ourselves."Good morning, I'm Maggie Wingate," I said with all the warm I could muster. It wasn't that difficult. Mrs. Kittering was an absolute pixie of an old woman, with still fiery blue eyes and done-up hair that seemed to want to fly off in stray strands here and there."Abigail Kittering. Welcome to my home. Please sit. Gladys will be.