Keela took my hand again and took me to the living room, ‘please model for me, walk from the door to here…mmmmm,’ so I did, feeling so good in a... thong touching my butthole and a bra caresing my nipples, being observed by an Irish woman in heat. She sipped her whisky one more time, and when I got close to her, she slapped me in my right left cheek. ‘You are some sexy thing, I love it.’ I could see her erected nipples and I could smell her sex, she was getting wetter and wetter on my boxers. ‘I. ” I said. So I waited in her room until I heard the front door open and close before hiding in her closet. Her door opened and I heard two voices. One of them was hers and the other was a man’s, a deep voice, a strong voice. Through a crack in the walkin closet I could see a good portion of the room. I didn’t see them, but I heard them kissing. I heard her grunting and I heard his belt buckle coming undone. “I want to shower first.” She said. “Aight.” He said. I watched as she walked by. It is now that he has her, no longer his wife but a horny sexy woman who’s sexuality is just so awesome that he knew he could at that solitary moment in time be just about anybody. As she clasped tightly her eyes shutting the outside world to her innermost thoughts as she lay there enjoying the attention her body was receiving.No longer man and wife but now just two sexually active and charged mature people who were entwined in ecstasy as she exploded into a raging orgasm. She gasped. "————————————————————————————After a dinner of mashed potato and chicken nuggets, Tia went to her room. The one thing she preferred at her dad's was the room. She had a lock on her door, something her mother would never allow, a balcony, a good view, and it was just roomy. Dad made sure to give her the bigger room, he never needed much space. She felt like a princess.Tia undressed, kicking her clothes into a corner. She looked into the mirror, attempting to admire her own body. Her olive skin.