‘I’ve been standing at the doorway listening. You young people do have such interesting conversation.’ Macy groaned and Paula said brightly, ‘...ell if there’s anything you’d like to know from us Mrs Bergman, just ask. Unlike our parents, people of our generation tend to let it all hang out.’ ‘Mom I can explain…’ ‘It’s fine Jason. Just don’t touch you sister but touch Paula as much as she will permit. As they say these days, you two make a hot couple.’ ‘I need to sit,’ Macy sighed. Paula pulled. We started walking together and I asked her why she was upset and she can share if its ok to share with a stranger, she first hesitated then said that her husband was abusing her as they were getting divorced. I felt sad for her and her if she wants to have a coffee or anything for which she refused and said she is getting late and have to reach home.We boarded the same metro and to my surprise I came to know she was living near my locality, she thanked me and asked for my contact which I gave. He turned around and lifted my legs up beside him and pulled my ass back towards him. Hefirst spit on his hands and rubbed them on my asshole. Now that i was nice and wet, he lined up his dick. Before he moved he looked down at me and said are u sure you want me to do this? it might hurt. I said i had fingered my ass before and loved the feeling and couldnt wait for him to fuck me. He began to rub his head on the rim of my hole, i could now feel just how big his girth was. he slowly began to. My letter-box man's door was conveniently at the side and too the back, so our early morning viewing was conducted at out leisure, out of sight from prying eyes, only dependent on my need to rush off on my rounds.This morning I stayed haunched, staring at him, he noticed I had remained a little longer each morning, today was the longest, I guess he sensed I wanted to remain to the end, see his seed come out, so he obliged, by coming to the door, and shooting through the letter box and giving me.