The door opened and I was shocked!  The woman who stood there was over six-foot tall and in unbelievable shape.  She was incredibly imposing, but her smile was warm, welcoming, and with a hint of mischief.  I stuttered through my introduction. “H-h-hi, I’m Janet from next door.  W-welcome to the neighborhood.”  I felt silly standing there, but no reason for feeling silly.  I knew they had recently moved in but hadn’t met...

As I felt the couch move, Chic said: “Janet, I think it’s time you met my husband.” She also reached down and started rubbing my pussy as hands opened my butt cheeks and a tongue touched my ass. My body melted . . . again . . . as that little voice raised a small protest. “Don’t worry, Lawrence is very gentle,” her voice said as even my internal voice started moaning in appreciation. This wasn’t sex, it was something more...