Mai hamesha is koshish me rhta hu ki kab unka cleavage dekh saku, agar kabhi nighty ya saaye me baithi ho to unka jaangh dekh saku.Wo jab v mere saamn...e aati hai mai unka kuch na kuch dekhne ki ya chhone ki koshish krte rhta hu. Unke bathroom me mai ek chota sa ched kr diya hoon isliye wo jab v nahane jaati hai or ghar pe koi nai rhta to mai bathroom k ched se unhe nahate hue dekhta hu. Or wo jab soyi rhti hai to unka gaand sehlane ka, boobd apne haath me lene ka unke boor ko choone ka bahot. I cupped his balls with one hand and gently wrapped my hand around the base. I slid my lips just over the tip of his cock and licked my tongue around the head. He shuddered with pleasure. I teased the head and just took a little bit of it in my mouth. It was so slick with all my juice on it. I had no problem, slowly and sensually sliding my lips all the way down his cock until the head was buried in my throat. He moaned and tensed with pleasure at this feeling. I took it all in my mouth and he. This got us close. I also told her that she was a genuine person and has not changed a bit since school days.Later on, I learned that Stella was divorced. She lived alone with her son and was working in a bank. She was a caring person and sweet by nature. To describe her, Stella was 5.6 in height, very fair, with an athletic body, a fitness freak and hence was in shape. She had the right curves and a beautiful face. She was a hard worker too.During those days we got very close and she shared a. I didn’t get the job I went to see about at the weird but awesome place called Blanke Schande College. I think the couple down the road have just busted up again. That will be the third time this year. The guttering is overflowing with all the rain and it looks like it is not going to stop. I haven’t checked on old Mrs Clusky next door for some time now. Maybe I will take her the rest of that cake. She likes cake. That might cheer me up. I’ll put that cake in a plastic container, get cleaned up.