Andrew Cummings lives next door and he is the hottest man in the neighborhood. He is single and fifty years old. Andrew stands at six feet four with a physique that can only be described as sculpted. He has a head of hair that is salt and pepper, just the right combination of each. Andrew has the most inviting light blue eyes I have ever seen. Whenever I see this man, my heart races and butterflies fill my stomach. As for...

I awake the next morning to familiar sensations, my pussy is dripping wet and my nipples are stiff. The bed sheets are damp with sweat and pussy juice, reminders of the night’s orgasmic bliss. The toys which gave me so much pleasure are strewn about on the bed. Thinking of Andrew, my hands begin to caress my breasts and slide along my wet slit. With the first twist of a nipple and fingers rubbing my hard clit, I come once...

I begin to stir as sunbeams dance their way through the partially open blinds. Turning on my back, the familiar tingling between my legs and the feeling of my nipples stiffening need my attention. Cupping my breasts, I push them together and lift them toward my waiting mouth. My full lips kiss each nipple as my tongue flicks all around them. Gently biting down on a nipple, my thumb and forefinger pinch the other until it...

  To fully appreciate part 4 be sure to read parts 1-3   I walk to the pool’s edge, pick up my bikini bottom and turn to see Andrew. He is laying on the blanket, watching as I sashay my way back to my house. Stopping at the French doors, I turn and blow him a kiss and go in. Running upstairs to my room, I dash to the window only to see that Andrew is gone. Removing the cum-soaked T-shirt, I toss it in the hamper as I make...