I decided to take the shorter way home, and cut through their backyard. I was walking around the side, and soon as I turned the corner, I thought I ha...d reached heaven.Standing there, apparently watering the plants, looked to be a goddess; Robby's mom. Although I was only about 13 or 14 years old, she had been the subject of my "stroking sessions" for many nights. Ok, almost every night. She was about 5'9, gorgeous golden blonde hair, and tanned to perfection. Although I didn't always go for. Pliable and warm, soft and given, trusting and needing, you willingly allow me this pleasure.This is a pleasure so sweet that I feel the thrill throughout my body as I touch you.My finger tips are alive and electric and they enhance my senses with every valley and muscle and change of flesh texture I meet.Your body is a pleasureland for me. I couldn't bear all of it at once. You were created to enjoy little by little and without urgency.Your shoulders are complex. Soft yet strong, fleshy and. As I'd zoomed in on her gorgeous, bare, swollen pussy I noticed the clock still flashing noon.I turned back to the TV, cock in hand, when we heard the group of strangers approach us in the eerie silence of the desert. Their chatter hid the quiet mutters of the live prospects who walked into our Open House three hours early. Startled by a small sound, I turned and saw two people had broached the nearly closed door. A well-rounded, tall man with a short, thick beard stood next to a petite and. 'She just flopped. One minute she was rinsing herself and the next she was on the floor.' She sounded calmer than before. Maybe practical problems brought out the best in her.'Towel, ' I said. Pilar put a clean one on the bed and I laid Elena on it. Her hair was plastered round her face and the childish shape of her skull was accentuated by the white background. Her torso was bruised and grazed and her small breasts scarcely showed.Between us we dried her and wrapped her wet hair in a.