Likely our last one together for quite a while.“I already told my mom I want to spend the next weekend that your dad is not there with you. And she ...said I could!” Linda told me. “From Friday until Sunday, all weekend just the two of us, making love and being held by you as we sleep.”“That’s great baby, I think he is going again this weekend. It will be nice holding you when I wake up in the morning. But is that all you want to do that weekend?” We talked for a bit, and decided on Saturday we. Cindy understood why Mrs. Richards was always in a good mood. She was married to a fuck-god.Mr. Richards gently slid his cock inside the tight eighteen year old pussy. He felt his cock stretching the walls of her pussy.Cindy let out another cry. More ecstasy then anything else.Mr. Richards started to hump Cindy. His cock went in and out of her. When his cock was inside of her deep, he put his arms around her and flipped her over. His cock was still in tact. Cindy was now on top.She placed her. Abby shook her head and said, “Not any more. Most people don’t even know their neighbors.”“It didn’t use to be that way,” Claire said.Nodding her head in agreement, Abby said, “I know. There was a time when neighborhoods were communities, but today they are collections of individual households. I’m talking about more than just neighbors helping each other with the odd problem here and there. I’m talking about a unified effort to help each other live a better life.”“I’m just an old lady,” Claire. "It's all I've been able to think about for the last hour," I managed to say."Oh yeah? Like what have you thought about?" How your mouth would feel on my clit," I confessed, a surge of erotic feelings flooding me at having said it out loud."What else?" Wondering how your pretty face would look between my legs as your finger was inside me." I couldn't believe how sexy it was to say all this!"More?" She asked, obviously turned on by it."Wanting to know what it's like to, oh..." my breath skipped.