In trying to recall each detail of the past few moments, I felt I'd lost all control and all awareness; the whole event seemed blurred.Martha slid a h...nd down my arm and up again, as if learning anew the textures her fingers found there.She said softly, "I missed cumming like that." I'm surprised I remembered what to do," I whispered. I wiped sweat from my brow, beginning to notice how humid her apartment was. I said apologetically, "I, uh... I got a little carried away."She said, smiling to. Any prejudice I might have carried was blown away by her expert throat action.After her, any woman was fair game. The most memorable though was Sally. All she wanted was a choice of colour for her front door. Simple enough and just a matter of juggling the palette of specified choices.I sat at her kitchen table on a wooden stool, explaining the process she and her family were going to be subjected to when the kitchen was ripped out and her bathroom was totalled. Sally kept her flat very clean. April was behind her sister, her breasts pressed into her back once more. Stephanie reached her left hand back and rubbed it through her sister’s hair as she was kissed with soft lips on her neck. April's hand was pressed into Stephanie's crotch, her palm rested on her soft pubic hair as her finger curled up at the end just touching the lips of her sister’s pussy. The lightness of the touch making it seem like their was nothing their but the waves that it made through her skin was. Oh yeah, the G-men were picking up the tab.I pulled up in front of the building with Sarah in the car. The building super was parked on the stoop of the building smiling. If anything Mr. Guthrie, the building superintendent, smiled even bigger. He directed me to a parking place around the building and told me that was where I would be parking my tin can. He quickly rushed over the additional cost for the private parking spot and I didn't point out that it was the city's alley.The rooms he had.