Oh, well, I thought. If she still wanted to have lunch we could go together. The doors were locked, but that wasn't uncommon. I let myself in and expe...ted to see Mom in the kitchen. The house seemed empty, but that didn't make sense. Her car was in the garage. Hey, maybe one of her friends picked her up and they went to lunch instead. That could explain not getting a call. I decided to go take a shower and change clothes. As I went upstairs and walked down the hallway to my room, I heard sounds. "You just told me to put it on your dresser." Not the stupid box. You just told me it was my package, right?" Uh-huh. He sure did," said Jessie."Come here," said Sammie. She sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned him forward with her index finger."What is this about?" he said, cooperating by walking toward her. "Is this some kind of game?" It's more fun that way." What is?" Playing with my package." Sammie used one hand to grip his dick through his khaki shorts."Hey!" he shouted. It was. Slowly, the hand on my balls felt different, one of his fingers was wet and I began to feel it slipping down towards my hole. I stopped breathing again. This was too much. As his wet finger moved closer and closer to my most private spot, I could feel myself clenching and I couldn't take it anymore, I opened my eyes.It was my neighbor from next door, as I expected, but this time he was in his cop uniform, all of it. I had an involuntary bolt of fear. Cop uniforms always make me nervous, even. I reached down her back. I unclasped her huge cheetah color bra. It dropped down on the front of her knees. Mr. Royal groaned. His wife looked over. He had his cell phone out. He was taking photos of his pregnant wife, letting there new handy man fuck her huge breast. I slid my hard cock between her hot cleavage. I could just see the tip of my cock part her huge breast. She tried to use her tongue to lick the tip. But her neck would not bend over far enough on her huge breast to lick my cock.