When she came back into the living room, she was wearing a robe, and plopped down on the couch beside me. The robe popping open at the waist letting m...e see those great tits. As we sat there kissing and playing with each other I let my hand go to her neck. There I massaged her and then lightly began to chock her. She began moaning and began to cum right there on the couch. I couldn't believe I found this bitch. She was into the same things I was into, But as I was to find out she was into it. I saw nothing; I only felt and at that I felt only through my penis, trapped in Teresa’s mouth.Except for her tongue, she remained motionless. Her hands kept my legs apart. Her head remained glued to my body. I leaned back on the desk, using my arm to support my weight. With my free hand, I reached to her face. My fingertips slid against her cheek.She started to hum. I think that it may have been Betovenen’s Fifth based on the rhythm, but I may be wrong.Anyway, whatever it was, it felt nice. It. The same man he had seen the night before answered the door, and curtly asked him what he was after. He explained to the man he was looking for Helen, and the man laughed as he explained Helen had left, earlier in the day, and wasn't coming back."Gone home, can't say I'm surprised," he shrugged, "wasn't cut out for it! Left behind a string of bills and owed me three months rent!"John asked if she had left a forwarding address and the man looked at him suspiciously and asked why. John made up. Which of course would work because how could any teenage guy in his right mind not look at a tight pink virgin pussy when one is sitting across the couch from him. She would say something like now that you have seen mine can I see yours. The guy would take it out of course hard and he would suggest her sucking it and he would end up sticking it in every hole and filling her up. This is what I would do every night just read these various stories. Sometimes I would print out 5 or 6 stories and.