"I met Mrs. Collins at a community college class. We quickly found out that I lived on the same street as her. One night as I was purposely passing by, she came out to check her mailbox and we started talking. When she mentioned that she was alone, I suggested that we talk inside. I enjoyed the sight of her ass bouncing and it wasn't too long until we were fucking in her bed."
"I kept seeing our neighbor tanning down at the beach. So, I kept going down there too, hoping to talk to her. I think she was way ahead of me and knew what was up because she eventually came over and talked to me. At first, it was casual, just talking about neighborhood things, but the more I kept looking at her body, the more sexual her talk became. That afternoon, I was at her house fucking her was magical."
"You were in love with her from the moment she moved in. That night, when it was just the two of you in the laundry room and she was a little drunk, was an opportunity you HAD to take advantage of. Who cares how loud she was when you fucked her?"