As we crossed into the living area there was a young woman tuning the older model television. She had on a short nightgown and a robe that didn’t q...ite cover her lovely, big ass all the way and I was able to get a glimpse of her lacy white panties. My new boss saw me looking and shot me an angry stare. “Young man! My boarders are young college girls and I’ll have none of you peeking at them in their nightgowns!”It was raining hard the following day when I finally had time to move my things. There had been one time when she was too exhausted to fly herself, but then she just took a commercial flight to Athens as Cynthia Royal. That was fine too.But now she had orders to follow, and she didn’t want to waste the transit time. So she was going to teleport through Spyglass for personal use for the second time in a week. «At least this time I’m not transporting a giant rubber dildo!»Thinking about the dildo though reminded Cindi of Annette’s note this morning:Dear Cynthia, I did a. We began to kiss softly and touch lightly. I was still hard as a rock and she grasped my cock with her hand and stroked me a bit. I knew if she kept at that, I was going to lose my load too quickly, so I got the towel and shoved it under her ass. I was ready to deflower this beauty.“Are you ready?.” I told her. She responded by opening her legs wide for me. I knelt between those perfect thighs and readied myself. She looked at me with total trust in her eyes.“Promise me you’ll go slow. I love. A long time indeed for both of us. As I slid into her a little deeper each time she bore down, it was sending wave after wave of pleasure through us. So long have I denied myself this simple act of loving. She bore down again interrupting my reverie. She wasn’t tight like a woman in her twenties but she was snug and after each attempt to bear down I was still penetrating deeper inside. She stopped each time to accommodate herself to me.Jean started moving up and down in short movements.