It had a small kitchen attached to an equally small dining area that could just barely fit a card table and four chairs with no room to spare. That wa... open to the main room with the front door and patio door. Through an open doorway you entered into the bedroom and from there you could reach the bathroom and the walk in closet.He simply took it in stride sitting on the couch, feet up on the coffee table, which he'd rescued from becoming kindling in the dump, though it might have come from a. “Di, look at this. I can tell you what gang they belong to, who made this mark, what direction their territory runs, and what drugs are sold locally. All in this single graffiti mark.” He then explained it to me, wow! I had no idea.Then he stopped when I was passing through the Downtown area, when I commented that there were a lot of women on that street. He laughed, and I asked what was so funny.“Di, what do you see here?”“Well, I see a lot of women, teens to early 30s. I remember looking for. When she moved in, it was like the gods were apologizing for hands that I had been dealt in the past. The woman’s name was Angel. Her parents must have known what they had when they named her, because she even looked like an angel. Golden hair and sapphire blue eyes. HOT. She had two kids…a boy and a girl. Beautiful children. They were only there on the weekends. Fine by me. At that time she was a mom and held almost no attraction for me. Soon, I found that during the week, she would walk. As I sit down and the pee gushes out, the sensation of relief is so strong and I am already so aroused that I cum immediately, shouting out my pleasure, my head thrown back. I can't help myself, I reach down and rub my clit, and cum again. It is so strong, I almost lose consciousness as the waves of pleasure take me. As they subside and I gather my wits, I look up and see you in the doorway. You have been watching the whole thing. "Make yourself cum again slut, I want to watch you cum for.