O' Brian's ass pretty good even when she cautioned him,"Don't muss me up, you bad boy. Save it for tomorrow when you fix the pipes."He had his fingers... buried in her sweet pussy pie when he heard the sounds of teenagers coming into the basement to get their bicycles. They broke it off and he promised to be at her front door the next day promptly at noon.The rest of the day was pretty quiet except for the two teenage girls he caught smooching in the storage area. He was certain pretty 18 year old. It resembled concentration. She prayed that was a good sign, and kept stroking him for quite a while before he rested his hand on her head. "That's enough." He said, just a hint of something she couldn't quite place in his voice. Was it lust? Or more concentration? Perhaps he was upset.She was really going to drive herself insane trying to read this man. She hesitated again, gazing up at him with curious eyes. "What will you have now?" She asked softly. He didn't answer her.Instead he took her. . don't you just love exceptions? ... Grace was drawing 7.5% on her Three Million Five hundred thousand ... and had been for 52 weeks. $262,500.00 she hadn't touched ... plus interest. I don't know how much that was total ... that's why we have Bankers but I'm sure she was in the very close vicinity of three hundred thousand a year.I wrote out a nice letter and pinned it to her panties. I wanted to make sure she found it.Dear Grace,While you were out, I bought an airplane ... three actually .... . . ‘ Before I could finish, she was upon again me in defiance. Torrents of kisses upon my mouth, new experiments in kissing for untested before now in their unbridled severity. Bites, raw and frantic feverish in potency, she made war upon my mouth with plenty in reserve, for only some considerable time later did she fall back to allow me breath. Yet, this was mouths that touched, for no other movement aside her hardened breasts that pushed forcefully upon me was to be had. Afterwards she had.