‘Mr Goesch’ she sighed. She knew what was coming. Her last warning on rent had been more than ten days ago. The man folded his arms. He had obviou...ly been waiting in his car for her to arrive. His beady stare lingering on her lovely cleavage.Millar had been up most of the morning. He didn’t sleep much anyway and had taken his morning coffee into the yard when the sound of a man’s raised voice alerted him. Taking his stick he walked over to the crack in the fence. A man in a tan suit was giving. "Don't stop." He watched his fingers go in and out of my vagina. I tried unsuccessfully to open his belt."It's just like, ..." and he stopped speaking.It dawned on me. "Emily's? Have you been changing her diaper?"He looked down at his toes again. "No. Kara just lets me watch." Well aren't you learning how to be a father," I muttered after I recovered my composure. I laid back and opened my legs so he could watch his fingers go in and out. Eventually I tugged his fingers away and pulled apart my. ”Bipasha gestured the DJ and the music started, a slow beat, erotic sound with some jungle sounds mixed in and at some point a thunder and rain sounds in the background, you know the rain sound does starting women to have certain urges...Bipasha started to dance, legs together, knees swaying from side to side, sliding her hands on the side of her body and back, cupping her tits and moving them up, touching her ears and up above her head and repeating these movements. Most people eyes were. "Hi, I'm Danny. Mind if I see your work?" I asked.Needless to say, I was a little surprised, and embarrassed as each and every piece she'd done ... showed differing angles of my cock only. Nothing else ... just my cock, top to bottom, from the side, some large, some exaggerated, (obviously so) and one even looking like something Picasso himself might have done. I didn't see much of a resemblance in that one, though Cindy had commented favorably on it while looking over Jessie's sketches, which.