I guess you heard the door when I came in." Sorry," Melanie said. "I didn't see you right away." The woman was tiny, not more than five feet tall with...dark hair and a good figure. She was no child - perhaps almost Melanie's age."You're the owner?" she asked. Her voice was deep, mature."Yes. I'm Melanie. What can I do for you?" I'm new in town and someone at the office said you have nice things. Thought I'd take a look." She began roaming past the racks and stands of lingerie."Are you looking. She knew what she was doing though. She held my hand and we walked towards my apartment. Once inside, she put down her sleep over bag and looked around my apartment. She was wearing a long coat down to her knees and cute little high heeled shoes and asked me if it was ok to take her coat off. I nodded as she slowly undid the belt. I could tell before she took off the coat that she had a great pair of tits because they were clearly pushing through the coat. As the coat came off, I looked at her. It felt huge, I felt this huge lump in my throat like it was going to pass all the way up and out of me. Mike pressed all nine inches up into man pussy. I cried out as he buried the last few inches. I bounced up and down on my feet. It felt unreal and at that moment I realized the gamble. I had dreamt of barebacking but it was happening and as Mike began drilling long hard strokes into me, I wondered if I should let him. Mike built up his momentum and I felt his balls slapping up against mine.. “I gotta watch my weight!” An utter lie, as her metabolism can digest a freight train, but she wants to get out of there. She can only hope that Sam will pick up on her little hint. He knows that she’s crazy about desserts. “Surely you don’t have to worry, señorita,” says Navarra. “You’re very beautiful.” “You think it’s easy to stay slim?” she says. “I do a LOT of exercise, and I never eat white bread, and I usually don’t eat anything after 6pm, I just made an exception tonight, because Sam.