Please forgive me Mrs. Abrams," I said."I'm not Mrs. Abrams," she snapped."Mrs. Abrams, I know you are upset about the alarm, but I'm from Bosco and A...ies real estate. I'm the appraiser," I said staying with something I had some experience with."I'm not Mrs. Abrams and I have no dealings with Bosco and Aries," she snapped."Are you sure? Do you own this house? I had this address on my email to visit today. You do have a lovely house. Could I just come in and look around," I expected what. It even felt funny and ironic that she was now engaged in the very act for which she was intent on punishing her lying cheating bastard of a husband. Whatever residual trepidations she had, however dissolved as she felt Roman's teenage cock swell even more in her mouth, and felt it breathing against her tongue. She sailed her hand south and found her engorged clit, and rubbed it until she could feel the trail of her pussy juice down her inner thigh. Roman's moans grew louder just before he. After a miserable evening crying in the dark over a bowl of cold instant ramen after the electricity cut off, she finally swallowed the last of her pride and moved back in with her parents.It was hard to believe that was only two years ago. It seemed like another lifetime. And while she was grateful to have a place to stay while she got her shit together, she was also glad to finally be out of her parents’ house. It wasn’t just the fact that a thirty-six-year-old woman living with her parents. Her skin was almost unnaturally white which contrasted with the deep red hair, so deep red it was almost maroon, that cascaded down her back in waves. Just a slight curve of her boobs was visible peaking around the sides of her body.Steve entered the room and closed the door. He pulled his knot and dropped his robe to the floor quickly. Steve's big dick stuck out from his crotch pointing at his aunt the way a compass needle points toward north. Just then his aunt turned around.Steve froze in.