Happy that I won’t be walking in on them anytime soon, he closes my door and turns off the hall light. I hear the stereo in the living room come on....I can picture the scene already, they are sitting on the couch and she is sitting in his lap, facing him, arms wrapped around his neck and they are kissing. I quietly open the door to make sure that the coast is clear. When I know it’s alright I walk out silently shutting the door behind me. As I round the corner into the livingroom I am not. The phone, still in her hand began to ring. She jumped. He didn't. She answered and shooed the caller away."There's Patty, on the first floor. I see her when I do laundry sometimes." Mary was showing signs of the dreamy fantasy intruding on the conversation. "God, she's cute. Her boobs sometimes drip the milk after she's nursed little Anna. They're almost twice as big as they were before she got preggers. She doesn't show any sign of having gained weight from the pregnancy." Can you call her?. I knew there was no longer any male desires left in my body, and I knewwhat I had to do about it. I grabbed his hand and roughly bundled himthrough the door. Thrust up against the wall he had no idea what washappening, but I did, I knew exactly what was going to happen as I droppedto my knees in front of him. As I fumbled with his belt, he realised whatwas about to happen and his cock instantly hardened, this just spurred meon even more, I was clawing at his trousers to get his cock out. When. “Oh no! It turns me on.”“Can I get a little more comfortable?”“Sure!”Denis went into the bathroom. He washed up briefly, rubbed some baby oil over his body, and walked out wearing only a yellow lace thong.“Wow,” Maxim exclaimed.“You like,” Denis checked.“Oh yes, baby,” the Russian remarked pulling him close.They hugged then sat on the bed.“Do you want a drink,” Maxim asked grabbing his personal bottle of vodka from the fridge?“I can’t drink it straight,” Denis shared.“No problem. I can get a.