.." The security guard reached into his belt and took out a radio and spoke into it. "Get some paramedics up here... and some backup." We're not crazy... you bastard!!" The other blonde yelled. "It... it was THIS!" The blonde yelled gesturing at all the clothes, lingerie and makeup scattered about the room. "THEY did it!! Look!" The blonde crouched down and picked up a tube of blood red lipstick."Move you son of a bitch!!" The blonde yelled, trying to get the inanimate object to move... but it. Pat came to the closed door and watched as the form filled up and the guys began to trowel the surface. As each guy noticed her standing there, they waved and she grinned and waved back. She opened the door and asked if she was going to get to put her footprint in the cement and the guys assurred her that she could do that. The driver finished the delivery, packed up the chute after hosing it clean in the alley, and before he pulled out, he came through the gate and asked where the lovely lady. I massaged the tip with my tonsils and as I moved up on the head I let my tongue lick the insides of the penis lips. I could hear you moan and you stopped for just a second to feel the pleasures I was bestowing upon you. As I moved up your chest and to your mouth you continued to play inside my wetness with your fingers moving them faster and taking the time to stimulate the clit causing me to convulse. I climbed on top of you and sat looking down into your eyes with fire and passion. I could. How had I let it happen? Oh it was easy enough to find excuses in my own mind. I had got slack at the gym which was always a reliable milf hot spot for a needy divorcee like me. I could have blamed work and a few extra night shifts at the nursing home where I was employed and then sleeping; yes actually sleeping in my bed. Since Max had left Glendown Aged Care; the staff were now all women and none so far as I could tell had bi inclinations. Work roots had disappeared. My house wasn’t falling.