One hand reached behind my ass and caressed it slowly while the other guided my cock to her mouth. I stared down at her nude form, admiring her figure...while my cock grew in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, licked the shaft from the head to my balls then took me deep into her mouth until her lips brushed against my pubic hair. "Cum for me," she whispered and it wasn't long before I shot loads of cum into her throat. After she sucked the last bit of cum from my cock and licked. She stared at the woman in the mirror. About half of each of her breasts was exposed. The nipples were covered, but a generous amount of the inside and outside of each mound was visible. She played with the triangles, varying the amount of each breast that they covered, form a thin strip over each nipple to nearly the whole breast. She found she could even move the fabric so that the breast was completely exposed. The bottoms barely covered her mons. And about half of her butt stuck out around. My only relief was to take a pair of her panties from the hamper. I would take in her wonderful aroma, while jerking myself off. Right before climax I would shot my load into her panties. Each time I would imagine I was coming inside her.I had no idea she was getting her relief from some one else. One day I got the "I'm seeing someone else". I lost my girl and place to live in one day.I really didn't like the idea of moving home. But I had no choice. After living with mom for a month or two.. Elliot's apartment was, strangely, short and squat, just like her body. Straight ahead, there was the shortest of entryways and then a bathroom, door ajar, old small hexagonal tiles on the floor. The one bedroom was off to the left and to the right a living room ran from the building's hallway wall all the way to the outside window. In the far right corner to the living room was an archway to the breakfast nook and through it to the kitchen, which likewise came back to the hallway.The place was.