She was cooking what seemed to be dinner and doing laundry. It was only her and her son that lived in that apartment. Their dad was a d**ggy who lived...in and out of other peoples homes. He wasn't around much. Honestly he had plenty of affairs as well. The food was finished and she had thrown some clothes in the dryer. She told me to go ahead and eat while I wait for her son and that she was going to jump in the shower. I was eating and watching TV until I noticed the door had been cracked. Choos lo inko.. Pura doodh pee lo mera.. .Usne 1 boob mere muh m dal diya…Mne usko choosa fr dusre boob ko.. . Karib 10-15 min tk boobs ko choosa.. .Usne mere saare kapde utar di.. .Ab hm dono pure nange ho gye.Usne mere penis ko dekh kr kha “kitna bda h.. M to mr jaungi”Mne kha-” ye hi h ab tmhra rply”Usne hath s mere lund ko hilata or muh me le liya or siskiyan lene lgi.. .Aaahhm mzaaa. Aaagyaa hmmummMne uski dono taango ko alag kiya..Kya chhot thi uski.. .Mza a gya yr aj to.. ..Mne uski. Jackie was pouring just as I walked in and hugged her from behind.She turned to kiss me, then asked, "Would you like to take a shower together, or do you think we'd get even dirtier than we are now?"I kissed her some more before replying, "How much time do we have?" We've got a little extra time since the office is opening thirty minutes late at eight o'clock," she answered.I slid my hand down the front of her shorts and slipped two fingers inside her. She kissed me hard before I pulled away. “No.” A look of fear crossed Jenny’s face. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing is wrong, I just don’t want to do it in a car. Jenny, I don’t know what my feelings are for you, but I don’t want us to be intimate like this. I want every time to be special, not just for physical enjoyment. If we do this for the hollow physical feeling, then the act looses the emotional meaning and just mirrors what everyone else feels as pointless sex. The act would loose its individuality and so would our relationship. I.