"Fucking...bitch..."As Brian walked out of the closet into the brightly lit hallway he felt anodd tickling sensation on his neck. "What the fuck!" Bri...n said slappingthe back of his neck.Brian's heart stopped as his hand made contact with something soft. In apanic he grabbed hold of the soft strands and pulled."OWWWWW!" a scream came echoing down the hallway, causing nearby patronsto look on in wonder.Brian was still holding on to the soft strands as pain radiated throughouthis scalp. Brian. An offer had been made and accepted just before construction had begun, so the house was effectively off limits.Shirley had brought over some lasagna for Friday night dinner, and placed it on the dining room table, now in the living room. “Do you have a dust cloth around here?” she asked.“Don’t you start, too, Mom!” warned her eldest daughter.“Now don’t get snippy with me. I’m not the one who decided to live in a house still being built!” Shirley took a few napkins and wiped the fine plaster. .she moaned under the pressure and pushed back her buttocks crushing my cock. I moaned in pain and pleasure, and my pre-cum wet the pajamas. Aunty turned around and immediately frenched me, and with her right hand grabbed my raging hard on through my pajamas, as I tried to grab her for support she released me suddenly and I fell onto the bed on my back. My erect penis was making a tent and aunty quickly grabbed it. She tore away my pajama and started sucking away on my dick head. Her actions. Liz wasn’t what he would call beautiful but she was attractive or interesting in her own way. He could only speculate if it was only his legal services she was seeking or was it something more? He didn’t think of himself as a stud and would be surprised if any of the women he knew would think of him that way. Then again, Arlene and Debbie did seem satisfied with him as a lover.On Tuesday he went to Arlene’s for a home cooked meal. This time is was salmon with double baked potato and Brussels.