"Take your clothes off. I need to get my stuff out of the truck."She smiled and kissed me and headed back down the hall. "So we're okay?" asked the bu...lding manager. I gave him a cheesy smile and the thumbs up sign.I walked out of the building whistling a cheerful tune. I got into my truck and drove across town to the first of my apartment appointments. I liked the place but it turned out to be owned by the same management company that owned the other building. I tuned it down for that reason. She desperately wanted to move her head down and take it in her mouth, but she had her plan and she wanted him in her even more. When he was fully hard she swung her leg over him and guided him into her. She was already as wet as ever and slid easily down onto him. In a coarse whisper he said, “Oh, Christ”, the same words that burst into her head at the feel of his cock cleaving into her. She collapsed breathlessly onto his chest. His cock focused all her attention to her center, filling her. She had on a pair of those damn tight spandex shorts and a tight tee shirt. “Hi, Ben, what are you up to today?” she asked. “Just on my way home to put together something I’ve been researching,” I said, “for a new book.” “That sounds interesting; would you like to share it with me? I’m free until time to pick up the girls from school.” “Sure, I’d love that; when you’re done, just follow me and park in my driveway,” I suggested. “Sounds great!” she said. A few minutes later I pulled my. “Guide it damnit” he said. “Hold my leg up” he added as he reached down with his hand and gathered up his nutsack and pulled it up out of the way. I placed my left hand on the back of his thigh and pushed it up against his belly. I grasped my cock in my right hand, aimed the knob at his asshole and pressed. It had dried off and would not go in. “Spit on it” he ordered. I spit in my hand, rubbed it on my cock and re-positioned it at his hairy asshole. This time I jabbed my hips forward and my.