Ninety-three hundred. This is it! She turned her head and saw the apartment complex to the right. Finding the driveway she pulled straight in looking ...or the building number. There it was on the left. Shannon pulled her car around into the guest parking area and stopped the car turning off the engine. She took a deep breath and tilted her head up to look into the makeup mirror on the flip side of the visor. She looked fine. Shannon never wore heavy makeup. A little bit of lipstick. There!. Well I fell asleep and forgot about it until I had a message notification latter the next day. She had replied. For a few days we sent small talk messages catching up and putting the worlds to right. It turned out her son still lived at home and her ex walked out on her a few years ago, but she hadn’t dated since. I suggested we go out sometime but could see she was nervous about it, but we exchanged numbers anyway.Late one night I was tipsy again so thought it would be a clever idea to text. It was soothing to touch, the shade of the tree eased the heat of the day from her shoulders and for a moment she felt him with her. ‘Shawn,’ she whispered, almost believing he was there, smelling her perfume, as well as hearing her words. Star thought of the last day they had seen each other. He’d kissed her goodbye, on his way out of town for business, their wedding just two weeks away. She recalled his touch, the feel of his hands and she felt a hot tear run down her cheek. Soon several. I pushed myself into her mouth. "Suck it clean, Darling." Fran stood next to the bed with one forearm across her tits and the other hand in front of her cleanly shaved pussy. I hadn't noticed what a beautiful young lady she had grown to be. I guess I had just automatically thought of her as my little girl. I couldn't help but notice now. Fran was about 5'5". Even behind her arm I could see that her tits were about 34-C's and they were high, full and firm. She had smooth light skin, a.