She was still in her robe but acted as if it were normal clothes she wore around the house when anybody came by. We got to her basement and she said s...he had heard scratching in her drop ceiling. This required me using a 2 foot step latter to reach the ceiling. My cock was still hard and almost throbbing. But at this point I didn't care. I know she saw it earlier and I kinda wanted her to look at it. I was overcome by lust which threw my shame straight out the window. She was get a good look at. I wondered if her choot (pussy) was shaved or lightly cover with black curly hair. I tried to decide if her mamme (breasts) had dark brown or pinkish nipples. I wanted her badly.One Sunday afternoon, about a month after she moved in, I past her on the stairs; she was coming down as I was coming up. My Lund jumped to attention as she smiled and greeted me. I was certain she saw the hard bulge in my trousers and actually hoped she did. She asked me to come to her flat if I was feeling bored and. " She said. Which was unlike her, dirty talk was not her forte. But it got be harder, I really enjoyed it.What I didn't know, but would find out later, was that Jessica had told her sister Cara to be outside our bedroom door if she wanted to watch; to see my cock. Needless to say, Cara was watching when Jessica wanted to 69. She told me later she looked up at her sister and a sadistic smile as she jacked me off. Sort of saying "this big cock is mine, all mine. But you can look at it."I didn't. Besides, when has she ever been on time?’ Grace shook her head and walked past her husband. As she passed him in the hallway she grabbed his dick. ‘I’m not doing it here. Let’s go to your office.’ She said as she led him down the hall. He sat down in his chair and pulled his pants down before remembering the door. He went to pull his pants up so he could walk through the office to the front door and lock it. Grace told him to get comfortable and she would take care of it. As she walked away he.