I looked her over. She started to glance at the 55″ LED TV hanging over my fireplace, as she timed her strokes to match the stripper’s thrusts. Once he got the money he was off to San Francisco with his lover.”A single tear rolled down her cheek which she ignored. “Yep.” He nodded before waving and pushing his lawnmower to finish up. The next day the AC tech showed up and began to disassemble the AC. She saw that my eyes were open and she looked scared, but never stopped her exquisite handjob. I had left my front door open to let the cooler night air into the house and had a few fans running, trying to move air so thick you could sell it by the slice. I should have realized, I didn’t think about it, but I should have realized…I don’t know who’s face was redder. I stood in front of the window and saw that with the way the street curved her bedroom window had a straight line of sight to my front door. Once they were in the house, I walked over to the house in question and knocked on the door. “What’s up,” I asked. White-hot cum erupted from my cock, landing on my shoulders and nipples.
