After several long seconds Alexis finally managed to work just my cock head in and her tight entrance felt like it was squeezing the blood from my coc...khead. Her pussy didn't feel like it was going to loosen up as my cock felt like it was in a vise. I even started to doubt her ability to accept my cock in these conditions. I opened my eyes and saw the determination set upon her face as she continued to try to work it in...It was then I realized thru my drunken stupor both of Alexi's hands had. I hate getting all weepy. I'm not one of those "Real men don't cry" types, but I still hate when I do. I get all snotty and my eyes get all red. "I love you, too, Mom. Thanks for letting me get emotional on you." Hey, that's what moms are for." She stood up. "Now get up. We don't want to waste the day!"When I turned to head up Shay's walk, I seemed almost overwhelmed by anxiety. I mean, things weren't exactly roses when I left the previous night. Still, she called Mia's house this morning and. It was what one would expect of a room belonging to a fantasy princess, except there were technological touches. There was a phone on a bed table within my reach, for one. And it WAS a "princess phone"I pulled down the covers, noting I was wearing an ivory silk nightdress. I sat on the side of the bed and saw a pair of high-heeled mules sitting beside the bed. I slipped my feet into them noting they fit perfectly. I stood up easily without the usual balance problems I had experienced in heels. The tension in my limbs was beginning to soften when I heard a woman cry outside my window.“Ugh!”She sounded hurt. Naturally, I didn’t want to get involved. The neighborhood had seemed quiet and safe when I signed the lease, but who knew what dangers it contained?While I was dithering, the cry came again, louder. The pain and fear were unmistakable. I couldn’t let myself become one of those neighbors who witness a crime and do nothing. I forced myself out of bed and went to the window,.