Then Mr. Jackson moved into the apartment right across from Reagan's. The second floor bedrooms facing each other with a slim balcony off the bedroom ...rench doors. Reagan had been working from home that week and had his laptop out on the balcony with a chair to enjoy the brief winter sunshine.With the drapes back and the French doors opened, Reagan could see right through his new neighbor's bedroom and part of his hallway. Of course, he realized with a start the same view of his apartment could. I could feel her wetness and her responses as I probed with my fingers, my strokes getting harder, faster and deeper as I felt her writhe with each touch. Eventually I felt her orgasm and left her to relax for a while.We stroked and caressed each other some more. I felt her touch my hard cock but for some curious reason I didn’t want her to suck or wank me I just wanted to pleasure her.After a time and after she had relaxed a little, I went down on her and started eating her pussy. I LOVE. Tonight, they would protect each other from the ghosts of their pasts during the short time they would be together.Alicia stretched out across the couch, laying her head against his chest, Jake heard her sigh, more contented now than she had been for awhile.“He was dying, you know,” she said, sadly, “the last time we were here. Did you know, Uncle Jake, that vampire blood, twice removed, doesn’t heal anyone except the one carrying it?” Jake could feel her head move as she talked, and it made. Blood was rushing to her clit and pussy as the beautiful sensations continued to grow. He sensed her impending orgasm and this excited him further, pushing him into further exploration of her. She pushed her hips against him, as she lost control with the wave of orgasm taking her away. Her legs clenched pressing against his head, and her hands grasped his hair, as sensations coursed through her body. She moaned loudly with pleasure. Then before she knew what was happening he rolled her from.