He would be a demanding and yet excellent fuck, she decided. If her life were different, she could see him as a lover. Jennifer thought about him. As ...he did, she kicked off the top sheet. She pulled up the hem of her nightgown. She slipped her hand inside her panties.**Ronnie McDougall, disappointed, was headed home. He'd spent the last two hours on his usual route and hadn't found a single open window. He was frustrated. It had been more than a week since he'd been able to enjoy his peeping. But as i was putting my lips on it lois chomped down on my cock and when i hollered she shoved my head all the way down on his rod.after the shock wore off it wasn't that bad.i could taste the precum flowing freely i tried to mimic what lois does for me but soon found out she made it look easy.i held his hips as i tried to use my mouth to face fuck him.we were working up a nice rythem when i noticed lois was fiddling with something.i reached down and started playing with a pair of balls. i used. Slowly i reached out my right had and held the fingers of her right hand. She waited for a moment before closing her fingers on my fingers. I played with her fingers gently for some time and then started trailing my fingers along the length of the insides of her arm. She convulsed a little. Goose bumps appeared on her hand. I caressed her arm a little more and slowly moved my fingers to her right shoulder and held her smugly. She smiled a little more. I caressed her shoulder a little and moved. “Hi Mr. Rogers. I need to take some measurements of your spare room,” she said.“Do you need me to hold the tape?” I asked.“No Sir, I’m fine,” she said walking back to my extra bedroom. I watched the breaking news on the computer, while she took her measurements.It was just a few minutes later when she came back to the living room area. “I was wrong, I do need your help,” Effie admitted. I noticed that Effie had grown up several weeks before. She had begun to dress more provocatively as well..