That feeling was in the pit of my stomach as I ogled her massive chest, my cock jerked and grew, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I was very lucky ...hat traffic was sparse that first afternoon. She was working in her small front yard garden and was sweaty and glistening in the hot sunlight. Her hair was wet and askew as I watched her blow a few strands from her face. Innocently she licked a salty drop from her lips and wiped her cheek as she bent forward to add a bag of yard waste to her trash. And like last time, when she makes my breakfast, she only wears the apron when nothing underneath" he said as he walked out.Well that answered my question. I didn't know whether he could still peruse legal action from what happened last time when he blackmailed us into letting him fuck Kelly. Was it worth the risk to resist?That night, Kelly and I waited up for lawyer. 11 PM came. Then midnight. Then 1 AM. No lawyer. We decided to go to bed.We were woken up around 3 AM by the front door. Probably stolen, I guess. I could have left it on the seat on thetransit, but they claimed not to have had it handed in. Anyway, there'sno doubt I'm getting better, four streams over 75 this year, and it isonly 21 days old. Luckier, says Sal, but she might be a little jealous.I'm pretty sure streaming is a talent though, you make your own luck.And it isn't like I don't work hard.Anyway, I head up in the elevator to my apartment and have a quickshower and shave, and gather the data of the. Her hair is dyed red and long reaching her shoulders that she keeps in a pony tail. She has a laugh out of this world and when she speaks I get lost in her words. I've been craving her ever since her family moved next door three years ago but I can never get the courage to tell her which is sad because she is at our house nearly every day. She and my sister seem inseparable and it is hard to get time with Brenda being talked down to and made fun of by Jas constantly. As I get out of the shower.