The agent, Rose Williams, was there. She said, "Brad, you came back and brought your fiancee. Are you interested in submitting an offer?"I said, "Yes,...Rose. We've looked over the house. It needs some work. My offer will be five thousand less than the listing price. It must close by or before Friday. It is all cash at closing with no contingencies. I have too much to do to play back and forth so it's take it or leave it. If you can write it up quickly, I will put up ten thousand as earnest. The boys in my class had no clue how to take care of me. But, I digress; it was the sight of her. All bright with what I assumed were red as her shorts. The ones she wore tantalizing tightly across the rounds of her nicely fattened bottom. That was especially the case as I considered those lovely, lower bare white cheeks I had just seen peeping from under the hemlines of her shirt-shorts she had worn aback in high school as a flag girl.I stopped to smell the roses, nah not really. However,. I stimulated it using my fingers. She cummed right inside my tongue and mouth. I drank till she cum and licked her pussy for leftovers.I looked at her wiping away the few drops dripping from my mouth. Both of us had sweated profusely. She appeared hot in the dim blue street light that lit the room through the window.I told her, “Thank you, mom. I wanted to do that for a long time.” I don’t know what came over her. But she had a stern face and gave me a tight slap on my face whilst still lying. She told me her mother had died when she was just f******n, but her father had recently married again, Helga then twenty one. I was both surprised and delighted when she agreed to go with me to a hotel and she soon showed me a few tricks in bed even I Didn,t know. Helga also used to like to talk after we had a great fuck session. She told me that when her mother died she felt so sorry for her father she decided to get him to fuck her so he wouldn,t miss the sex he,d enjoyed with her mother. She.