Hello, Kenneth Anderton Arnold, the voice on the other end whirred. Are you listening? I&hellip,yes. Yes. Im listening. Tears glistened in Kathleens e...es. Im sorry, Kenneth, she mouthed. Kenneth stared at her, stunned, delirious. Would you care for a game of solitaire, Kenneth Arnold? said the voice. Yes. Thats good. But first we want you to do something for us, Kenneth. Whats that? Kathleen took the phone away from him. She ran a finger down the side of his cheek. Forget. *** The man in the. I did not think about it at the time, but apparently Tracy had, that her mom would not be home until at least 6 every day. A few days after our initial tryst, she invited me over as we worked the same shift. I followed her from the resort to her house. We went inside and she immediately jumped me. The way she was kissing me and pushing her chest in to me so I could feel her perfect tits got me instantly hard. Standing the whole time, she reached down and started rubbing my throbbing cock. She. Once back in the room, I stood before the full length mirror and watched my reflection as teddy explored every inch of my twenty-eight year old body.I work hard to keep my five foot-six inch, one hundred-twenty pound hard body in condition. I still get looks from men as well as women. Then there is Erin and her boyfriend, both eighteen years old who live in the neighborhood. They find every excuse to come over and help me when I'm working in the flower beds and garden. At some point, I'll have. “It looks as you had a good time right there inside that claustrophobic place”I hissed, asking her every detail…Camilla looked at me and then she put her fingers close to my nose.I could smell a strong scent of pussy juices… She laughed and told me:“I just lifted her tight skirt, pulled a sexy black thong down, made her open these long legs wide and I ate the sweetest and wettest pussy I have tested in so much time…”“Sweeter and wetter than mine…? I asked her, playing jealousy… “Of course no,.