When Walker called Julie, the personal assistant of the show’s producer, it was gone 10pm in the evening and he fully expected his call to go direct... to voicemail, but no, the woman who rang him earlier answered the call immediately and with a bright cheerful voice. Walker apologised for calling so late but the recipient assured him that she was prepared to take calls at any time and confirmed an appointment for 10.30 in the morning, when he could meet with the producer and director to discuss. She said her husband health had gotten worst. She had to get some home healthcare for him. And that she was lonely. She said she would text more as she could. Era want to know if we could meet after she was off work. I said probably yes. Another text later. “Mike I am off at 4, my address is . . . . I hope you can come over” At 3:45 I text her I would be there at 4:15. She responded, “you made my day!”I knocked on the front door at 4:15. Era greeted me at the door invited me in and gave me a. But that wasn't all, her perky overflowing breasts that he had seen many times in her various seductive bras as she walked nonchalantly around the house were a constant draw on him, he wished he could just pause time for a second and have his way with them; he'd take handfuls of her beautiful chest, easily a 36C, and at LEAST see what they felt like. Hell, he'd do a lot more to her than that, she was easily the sexiest girl he knew... if only they weren't brother and sister. Abby was no more. It felt so surreal. No kisses, no tenderness, just a smooth gentle fuck. Two people enjoying a moment of pure pleasure.The lift started moving again. He had reached up and reset the breaker.“You got five floors to make me cum,” he whispered.“Shut the fuck up and hump me,” she hissed, “I need your jizz real bad.”She couldn’t believe what she just said, but she seriously needed to cum and a shot of jizz usually did the trick.The lift pinged. The doors opened and the lift guy started to cum. .