A puff of yellow bellowed out from the window seam into theroom. Damn tree sperm, I laughed in my head.Sperm? Was that what was unusually?I looked to ...aitlyn's soft lips, noting the crusty remains of my ownsperm on her left lip corner, a single drop that I must have missed. Ishifted my stance as I ran my fingers through my thick hair, feeling myboobs and ass jiggled softly. I could sense the sperm on myself as well.A few spots of my ass cheeks were gently stuck together by the adhesiveremains. He stuck his hand out to shake with Dad. Like most adults, that's who he talked to first. "Nice to meet you, neighbor. How can I help you?" Not me," Dad said, simply. "Him." Mr. Jacobs looked at me."Sorry, son. Most of the young folks who come around here aren't very neighborly." No problem, Mr. Jacobs. We only learned from the sheriff Friday that there'd been trouble with partiers on the old Wilkerson place. I want you to know we're not like that. There's no question that we have a good time. This is story my encounter with a woman next door who is 30 years old and unmarried. She is 5’2 wheatish, 32-30-34 with a great ass. She is staying with her younger brother. Whenever she used to pass the parking area may people used to stare at her figure.We used to cross each other many a times while leaving for work or while returning. We always exchanged a smile whenever we crossed each other. One day when we were waiting for the lift, I asked here where do you work she said she is working. I fall into another orgasm, squirting around your cock, I’m so incredibly wet at this point.. I don’t know how you can’t stand it. 2, 3, 4 orgasms... my body won’t stop shaking, my grasping pussy trying to never let go of your delicious cock. You go faster and faster, the sweat forming on your face. You cum with a thrust and a yell.. arching your back and pushing deep into me.. your body heaving. It’s your turn to be sensitive, lol.. we stay like that for a moment before you withdraw. We clean.