I put on my dressing gown and open the door to find my neighbour Priya from the flat upstairs. She had locked herself out and was waiting for her husb...nd to come home and let her in. Priya is indian, about 40, roughly 5ft4 with a pretty face, and a nice thick body, and has a certain shy sexiness about her. Anyway, she needed the toilet and so I invited her in for a cup of tea. To my surprise she was quite comfortable in my flat, and as we are sitting talking I keep noticing her looking down my. I toss in an old standby, I slap her ass once or twice, then reach up with both of my hands and cup her breasts. I start just by cupping them, but move onto kneading them, rubbing them, and pinching them lightly. I know I'm doing well, her moans are heightened, her breathing is deeper, she's loving it.I push my cock in, as far as I can, maybe even a little deeper, right on que, when I push it all the way to the hilt, she opens her mouth wide, saying "oh...my...god..." in pure ecstcy. Her hot. That said, I could not shake the feeling that, somewhere, there was something that affected me in a deeper, more real way. I was not granted the luxury of exploring that discouraging line of thought. ‘Catch!’ A bottle hit me in the chest. Red sports drink. This must have been what I was waiting that ‘second’ for. Looking up, my suspicion was, of course, confirmed. Julie was taking a long drag from a similar, orange bottle. ‘Go ahead, it’s not like I need two. You like the red kind, right?’ She. 'Whoa, slow down, Alexis. Take it easy,' he reassured me.I decided to imagine what I like with my girlfriend and that’s what I went with. I took the top part of his cock in my mouth and began to bob my head up and down while I used my hands to wank him off at the same time. The moans and groans started again; my own dick was straining against the inside of my jeans.He reached a hand across my back and slowly worked his hand to the inside of my pants and began groping at my cheeks. It felt.