”“That ass of yours is by no means fat, Maria,” I said as I let my eyes drift down to the delightful curve of that sumptuous rump of hers.“Tha...nks, Jeff. It’s nice that someone notices.” I could tell by her emphasis on the word “someone” that my brother Dave hadn’t made any comments to her about her improvement like I had. I looked back up to her face and could see her blushing slightly again as I let my eyes pause on the way to look into that dark line of cleavage at the opening of her. Spinning around facing the window she straddled the man’s cock and sat down hard on it.As she bottomed out, juices squirted out of her pussy, soaking the bed and the carpet. Spreading her legs as far as his legs would allow, she started to bounce up and down on the cock. Not only was he bouncing up and down but the bed was bouncing up and down. As she bounced up and down, she grabbed her nipples and started to pull and twist them.The man grabbed her pony tail and pulled her head back. He dove. They returned to their guests. Guests began to leave, those with little personal connection, the journalists, left first. The close friends next, some had children at home to attend. Arts people are more night owls, but they too trickled toward the door. Mrs. Patron and her friend, and Interior Designer and his friend received very warm send-offs from Dan, Laura, Artsy and LF. At the last moment, Laura asked Interior Designer if they could get together, possibly in early spring, to talk about. After 18 long years of school and living with your parents, the freedom of having your own place is a breath of fresh air. A small breath. Your apartment isn't that big after all. The main room when you first walk in isn't anything special, it's got a couch facing a medium sized flat screen and is connected to your kitchen. The kitchen is also nothing special, although it does have a bar tabletop which you like.You walk down the short hallway off of the main room into your bedroom before taking.