I know she looks nice.She even does not know me. Nor what I want. Sexy scenario? Continue to read!I will tell my readers how I got this tasty invitati...n to her, legs spread.First that strange invitation for friendship, without a preceding message.Often not a good sign. Usually I refuse after a quick peek at the profile.Also the nick was not to my likes. At second look I noticed what I do like.Like for instance the looks of the lady involved and her need for my massage.By massage I mean my. We weren’t close but there was that history between us.Carole lent forward and kissed me lushly on the lips; she turned and with a hand flutter and waved.It was one of those brief encounters that remind you not only where you’ve been in life but how things are at present.For Carole’s banter had scratched at a growing sore in my home affairs.With Danny’s heart problem came financial insecurity. He’d lost a lot of time at work. The bills had begun to build.Our daughter Malissa was at a demanding. Creeping out from beneath the coverlets she pulled the box with her secret in it from the bed. Laying the simple white cotton blouse with the tan skirt on the bed, she smoothed some of the wrinkles from the pieces of clothing. Dressing quickly, she pulled the pins from her braids so that they hung down her back, two simple peasant girl braids. She wrapped her head in a blue scarf that she’d found in Brandy’s room and snuck out by the back stair. No one even really glanced at her as she moved. Drips of liquid were teasing from her lips. John’s cum was still in her mouth. Karen jumped up from her knees, pulled off her boots, dropped her pants to the floor and kicked them off of her feet. Now she was wearing nothing but her socks. She leaned John back and straddled his cock. It slid into her warm pussy with absolutely no resistance. With Karen’s push, it slid right into full penetration. Karen pulled her feet around behind John’s back and started riding his cock. He had already cum.