"Mmmm," Steven moaned in a low raspy voice. "Oh, fuuuck I'm about to cum..."Picking up is pace, I could start to feel his cock expand slightly as it t...itched. "Fuck, yess," I moaned."Mmm, Where do you want me to cum...?" he moaned. "Shoot your load inside me!" I moaned as I pushed my ass deeper onto his cock.As his hands moved and grasped my shoulders, I arched my back, ready to take his load. With one deep final plunge, I could feel a sudden deep wet warmth within me. "Oh god, yes," he grunted. Of course, Samantha soon grew tired of her fingers. She needed more. She convinced someone she knew to make her a fake idea (for a blow job, of course.) and went to the local sex shop. Thanks to her mature appearance, she was easily able to buy a few toys, as well as quite a few pornos. She would sit at home, often times with a vibrator in her pussy, a plug in her ass, and an egg pressed against her clit, all the while watching some bimbo get pounded by a huge cock. As time went on, she found. He told her he was looking to purchase a condo in the vicinity of Jamison Street and what he was looking for in regard to the size of the condo, its view, parking and security.She appeared to be well informed of what was available in the area that met his stated requirements. She told him that what he wanted would probably cost about one point six to two million dollars. He could see that when she said this she was thinking that the price would be too much for Jeff because he was young and. Steve was six feet tall, dark haired handsome and in good shape. Some of the young male teachers had problems with girl’s getting crushes on them, but not Steve, something about him just exuded boring and not dangerous. He was 29 going on 59 and the girls could tell. Steve’s life was predictable, stable and dull as hell.He had been married for 5 years to his college sweetheart. His wife Lisa was a nurse and she worked the swing shift at the hospital from 3 to 11 at night. They did not see each.