I thought about just letting myself in, but cautious I knocked hoping not to scare anyone. The door opened and there stood a guy I didn’t recognize,...not her husband. His eyebrows shot up and nothing was said for a moment. “Who are you?” he queried a bit excited. “I’m the furnace man.” Again there was a moment of silence. “Uh, is Sylvia here?” “Just a moment.” he walked away leaving the door wide open. He didn’t come back after long moments.Sylvia’s front door was not exposed directly to the. It was Jemma, exploring, actively engaging in physical contact, a small miracle, an infinite pleasure.The world around her melted away. All she wanted to focus on was Hope, and the tiny, little world they shared. After and eternity that was far, far too short, Hope pulled back.Jemma was out of breath, but her expression was one of happy exhaustion.'The braces,' she said. 'Take them off, please.''Will you be all right?''I don't have to wear them all the time.'Hope shrugged. The sound of more. He bolted to thehouse with Ann following in his wake into the house.Tommy was hugging Jeanette while Ann set her purse down and settled in,giving Jack a quick discrete peck while Jillian and Jeanette fussed overTommy and how big he was getting. She stood demurely next to Jack asthey watch Tommy enjoying the attention. Finally, Jack spoke up."Jeanette, I'd like you to meet Ann Bailey," Jack said.Jeanette stood up and took Ann proffered hand. "I'm glad to meet you,"Ann said first.Jeanette spoke. Feeling the stranger's warm cum put him over the edge and he pounded me hard just a few more times and then exploded with a fury deep inside of my pulsing, orgasmic cunt as its spasming contractions uncontrollably milked every last drop from deep within him.By now both men had gone. DJ pulled slowly out of my sensitive hole causing me to shudder and squeal. I could feel cum, lots of cum, running out of my abused cunt, down my pussy lips and between my butt cheeks, teasing my tight little.