She had three young kids playing in the yard. She was dressed in faded denim cutoffs; close fitting gray tee shirt and brown leather thong slippers. S...e was talking to a neighbor housewife while they kept an eye on their kids.He kept that memory in the back of his mind. Meanwhile, at night, he prowled. Sometimes he drove the different neighborhoods; other times he walked or rode a bike. He kept mental notes of who lived where.It probably started out as window peeking. He wanted to rape. You're no Vincent!"She had not actually used the name Vincent since she started answering only to Kiki, but she felt like she needed a new name anyway. It took her a whole week to come up with her new last name - Kockslut. She loved the sound of it - Kiki Kockslut. It sounded so sophisticated to her. She probably would've been proud of herself for spelling cock with a "K" if she had realized that's not how it was supposed to be spelled.But that was six months ago. In that time she fondly. Melissa smiled at her son and pulled their gloves off so they could hold hands without the gloves. Then she reached up and touched his face. A moment later they were kissing. It was a sweet kiss that quickly turned passionate as Melissa opened her mouth and allowed Eric’s tongue inside. She sucked it, moaning quietly in her throat as she felt excitement building again. She couldn’t believe it. She had already climaxed more times this morning then she had in years, yet she felt her pussy begin. “Ya know Kerri, you’re a fucking genius. How about it Mike? You wanna fuck us? You wanna watch as we lick and suck each others soaking wet pussies? Would you like it if I let you fuck me from behind while Kerri sucked my clit? You wanna fuck my ass, Mike? Do Ya?” Shelly kept stroking me as the words rolled off of her tongue.I was dumbfounded and could only nod. Shelly smiled and pulled me to her and we began to kiss. Kerri shut the door and locked it before she came up behind me and began to.