The bank had been stalling, in spite of Caldwell's approval, because they wanted to hold on to the money as long as they could. And Andrew McCarter wa... in no hurry because the down payment money was picking up interest in a savings account.No one was impatient but Judy."Hi, Beautiful," another agent greeted her."Any calls?" Judy asked, trying to sound casual."Nope. You expecting any?" Not really," Judy lied. She sat at her desk and fiddled."Wish I could figure it out," the other agent muttered. ’ ‘There’s no deferral on this mom unless you promise to show me your tits later.’ ‘Oh here comes Nevada.’ ‘Mom?’ ‘All right I agree.’ Nevada entered the kitchen as she’d done as a plump teenager during her high school years. But now the shape and beauty of Nevada made Xavier’s heart lose a beat and his hand fell on to his stirring dick. But it was all for naught. He couldn’t hold a conversation with her because most of the people she wished to talk to him about he didn’t know, he showed no. I chuckled as I slipped my hands under her shirt to reach for her breasts. She bent down and kissed me again. My hands glided through as I explored her body. “I want you to fuck me like we’re on our honeymoon, I want you to let me know that I’m yours”, she whispered these words in my ear. Hearing those words was such a huge turn on, apparently, I might be the romantic type then. Our bodies make contact and we rubbed ourselves against each other as we kept making out. It’s like this was the. She was a prisoner in a hotel room, ten floors off the ground, sentenced to die a slow death by melting.The exertion of yanking at the stubborn window unleashed a lone bead of sweat from the rear of her jaw. A bead that trickled down her neck, collecting with several more, that were forming in the hollow at her throat. Once more, she gave up."Fuck," she muttered under her breath, resting her forehead on the window.The glass was cool by comparison, prompting her to roll her head slowly from side.