She made a turn that crossed the lane we were supposed to be in and took us smoothly into the parking lot. There wasn’t even a horn blast telling us...how close we might have been to being hit by someone else.She slowed down and asked which apartment was mine. I pointed it out and noticed the Sheriff’s Suburban parked in front of it.She parked behind the Suburban but didn’t turn off the engine. She released her seatbelt and turned in her seat so she could see me better. “Are you going to tell me. She’s so tall that I had to reach up and stand on tippy-toes a little to do the top, but it was worth it. It’s more than mere intimacy; with her eyes tight shut against the suds, she was trusting me. Me, I was luxuriating in running my fingers through her tresses, gently massaging her scalp to make her feel good.I let her operate the dryer for herself, but again I asked to brush it for her. I used to brush Katelyn’s mane sometimes back home; it was relaxing for both of us, a chance for us. No being late for dinner tonight, she thought. She just hoped she could slip up to her room and try out her free samples before the family knew she was there.She saw the bicycles of the neighbourhood boys in the front yard, so she knew Mommy and brother Billy were busy upstairs. She slipped off her high heels as she came through the front door and tiptoed in on stocking feet.Kathy heard the rhythmic thump thump thump of her parents' bed and Mommy's nurturing grunts as the boys took their. Making eye contact, she lifted her bottom without speaking, and let me pull them down, then I slid them along her long, beautiful legs and took them off her entirely. I looked at her pussy, and I saw it had regained its composure after the hard sex it had experienced in the afternoon. It was now pink and pretty again, the inner lips only slightly parted. I was so excited by her body and her bare pussy. I moved my head forward and kissed her gently, right in the middle of the triangle of her.