"I have put a note in their letter box,asking them to be considerate of those living nearby ,I have not mentioned their nightly antics in particular,I...have just stated that it is a quiet neighbourhood and they should be respectful of those living nearby," Miss Proctor said,stifling a yawn."You are too caring,Miss Proctor,they need a good old fashioned thrashing,perhaps you should see if they would like to come here,to discuss their errant,wicked ways," Sr. Eunice said,with a grin."They do not. ”“You might want to be careful there,” Mom warned me. “So who is she?”“You remember M.E. the batgirl?” I asked, and Mom nodded. “Kelly’s her friend.”“ ... and?”“Nothing.”“So, she’s not the one?” Mom asked.“I doubt it.”“So, which one are you going to pick?” Mom asked.“For what?”“For your girlfriend.”I blinked at her and she gave me a disgusted look.“Listen, Mister, I know you, and I can tell you’re starting to think about it again. I figured you probably need my advice about who it should be.”I. She wanted him to have his and wanted to pleasure him all the way through it and not be distracted. He began to cry out. His back was beginning to arch and he stopped thrusting. His cock was deep inside of her, wrapped in the warmth of her pussy, right where he wanted to be. But seconds before he was going to come, she had an idea. She begged, ‘Baby, come on my tits. Please. I want you to come on my tits.’ With a quick adjustment, he pulled out and pointed his cock at her beautiful tits. Now all you guys are thinking, BORING. Well not for “Ole Larry,” she was the model of professionalism yet so damn cute that I had to avoid being around her much or my fantasies went into high gear.My phone beeped, “Larry can you come out front, I have this invoice that doesn’t make sense,” Sharon said and without waiting hung up. She knew I would tend to her request as she handled all the incoming invoices setting them up for payment and I hated loosing the cash discount. So when she had an.