She fantasized about him being her tutor in that world.She'd begun to imagine him being more than that, she realized at the end of a month. No harm in... this: he'd been divorced for nearly a decade, according to fellow co-workers she'd chatted up in between driving her employer around (who'd garnered their gossip from other execs and employees in his building.) Their age-difference and his aged-soft but still chiseled looks warmed her cheeks w/ the thought of him seducing her. This seemed. She helped me pull her clothes off, and her self-consciousness went out the window as she moved over me and in a quick motion guided me into her. Her pussy was just as tight as Christina's again and could feel every move and gyration, though Christina worked me better and Sophie focused on getting herself off because she orgasmed pretty quickly, in a higher pitch moaning than I expected. I asked if we could switch to doggy and Sophie agreed, rolling over into doggy and waited for me to push. I decided to act partially drunk, just so I could have an excuse to act loose, I asked “who is it” He answered “it is your delivery order mam” I partially opened the door to allow only my tilted head to peek outside, I looked right and left to make sure nobody else was thereI looked at him and smiled saying “please come in, I cannot step out as I am in my light house clothes” He smiled saying “sure” he stepped inside, and I closed the door behind him.I took the box from his hand, I walked a. " What do you know about his niece?" I asked."Sherry?" Yes." Be careful with that one, Brent. She's a piranha. She chews up young artists, spits out their bare bones, and moves on to her next meal."I laughed. "If she wants me for dinner, I might let her munch away."Frazier grimaced. "That evokes images I'd rather not have skipping through my mind. Darrell wants words with you." Darrell was the gallery owner in San Diego. "He wants to know how soon you can provide him with twelve paintings.".