We started kissing each other slow and passionately. I let out long moan as her fingers made contact with my wet slit. I then felt her fingers enter m... hole. My pussy was on fire, I was so horny.We were going at it for about five minutes, when all of a sudden we heard the gate to my backyard opening. We stopped and reached for our towels to cover up. It was the meter reader man from the electric company. He was tall and black, with huge muscles. I would have guessed him to be in his forties.At. Jake just loved her tits and couldn’t help but suck on them a few times each day.Even earlier tonight, he’d been unable to resist. They’d gotten together for a nice, quiet dinner. Nothing too formal, just food and friends. Natalia had been wearing a loose-fitting green sundress that set off her eyes in a way that was really distracting. It also set off her breasts, but then a burlap sack would probably do that.Jake had had a lot of fun at dinner. Natalia’s bra had been the first casualty, but. But she took it to higher levels than the average egotistical fashion model.And so while she lounged poolside in her Maryan Mehlhorn designer bikini, black open-weave Sophie Anderson designer sunhat, and black Prada open-toe pumps, the landscapers did their best not to disturb the lady of the mansion.These workers knew all about Kiana Harris. She was well-known to the repairmen, contractors, and service people for her overly-critical standards and her temper if they weren't met in a timely. . that's all." Gibby scoffs.I wince but can't help thinking about his words for the rest of the week and also the week after that.The following week, coincidentally, was when I saw my best friends going at it like wild anim*ls with no self-control. It was by accident, I swear. I didn't expect them to be jumping each other's bones on Spencer's kitchen sink. I walked into the Shay apartment completely unguarded.Yes, the sink. Where people prepare food and wash dishes.After a little while, I.