On the verge of memory was the dream, the ravishing dream of her. I tried to hold onto it; the details were already blowing away like wisps of smoke i... the wind, gone.Unbeknownst to me, Megan went down to the Starbucks to check out this heartthrob. She was really upset for some reason by this girl. Over dinner that night she asked, "What is so special about this girl?"I was blind-sided. "Huh? What girl?" Don't play that with me. The Starbucks girl."I really hadn't been playing and I think she. Suddenly, she stripped the G-string off, letting it slide down her legs to the floor. She moved right up in front of Kissovak and spread her legs. Using her fingers, she pulled her cunt lips wide open, revealing the glistening, dark pink interior, the thick, swollen flaps, the hard, erect clit, alive with wetness as fuck juice oozed from her hole. "Keep doing what you are doing with your right hand," she told him, indicating the hand which was sliding up and down his hard meat, "and feel how. This is the second part of my previous story ‘The Neighborhood Lady’ and the third and final part would be released after this. And like always, the rest everything would be kept anonymous. Let’s get into the story.As I concluded in the previous part, my lady was all set to leave in 2 days. Her mother decided to leave to a relation’s place along with her granddaughter for the last two days and so, my lady was left all alone in her house. She texted me saying that she would be alone in the night. “I thought we’d do it in front of the fireplace. When we cuddled there and you gave me all those orgasms, I was thinking how much better it would be with your dick than your finger!”We kissed and quickly removed our clothes. I ran my hands over her small body and dipped my head to suckle her small breast. She took hold of my dick and began gently stroking, and my hand went to her slit, gently rubbing her. It didn’t take long for me to be hard and her to be wet. We quickly got down on the.