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know I am.” I said as I licked my lips.  
    “More, Sebastian.” She ordered.  
    I put another finger deep inside her hole, and fucked her with slow movements.  
    “Sebastian, massage my clit. Do it slow!”  
    While thrusting three fingers deep inside her wet pussy, I used my thumb in a circular motion over her slippery clit.  Within seconds she was convulsing on the lounge chair, screaming out with pleasure.  
    She didn’t wait to regain her composure; instead, she grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. My cargo shorts were rapidly unbuttoned and fell to the concrete.  With one yank, she had removed my boxers and I was left standing before her in my birthday suit. I kicked off my shoes and climbed down on top of her in the chair. I immediately kissed the inside of her neck, forcing her to hold her head back.  “Fuck me, Sebastian.”  
    I pulled my tongue away from her neck. I reached down and grabbed a rubber out of my pants pocket, while watching her watch me. I positioned myself accordingly and then drove my extremely hard cock deep into her wetness. She cried out with the first thrust, but after the second, her hips worked with mine. I could feel her nails digging deep into my back, and the more she did it, the more I liked it.  
    After rubbing the oil all over her ass, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I pulled out of her and flipped her over quickly. She tried to speak, but my dick slid back in and I ignored her. I loved watching her ass while I fucked her from behind. My body was positioned straight up, while she was bent over, taking my hard thrusts. I slammed into her shiny ass, each time harder than the first. I was hitting her so hard that my balls were slapping her pussy each time we made contact. I could tell she liked it, as she cried out for more. I looked down and watched as my wet cock drove in and out of her.  
    Watching my own dick sliding in and out of her shaved snatch brought me to my climax, and I came hard.  
    She climbed off the chair just as I was standing up. Her body was perfection as she walked past me and jumped into the pool. When her head rose from the water, she had a huge grin on her face. “Jump in, Sebastian.”  
    I didn’t even think about it, as I jumped into the pool. I came above water right next to her and she wrapped her arms around me as I tread water.  “Thanks for staying, Sebastian.”  
    “You don’t have to thank me. I enjoyed it.”  
    “I know you did.” She said as she smiled and went under the water. I watched as she swam to the stairs and climbed out of the pool. “Let yourself out whenever you’re ready to leave. I will see you on Friday, dear.”  
    She grabbed her swimsuit and robe and headed back into the house.  
    I didn’t want to hang around, so I grabbed my clothes and began putting them on as I made my way back to the house. I grabbed my supplies and money and headed out the front door, never looking back for Mrs. Smith.  
    I had to laugh as I opened the envelope once I was in the car, and saw that she had again given me five one-hundred dollar bills, even before she knew we were going to do anything. Maybe she was just that sure of herself.  
    I started out of her driveway, heading toward the road. I almost didn’t want to look at Mrs. Jones’ house after what I had just done with Mrs. Smith. Hell, she could probably see me out there with her neighbor. Knowing how freaky the woman was, she probably watched us and fingered herself to it.  
    I started shaking my head, laughing off the thought, when someone caught my eye coming out of the Jones’ driveway. It wasn’t the Fed-Ex guy that was delivering the package, it was the blonde that was signing for it. The same blonde that I had fucked the shit out of and couldn’t remember where I knew her from.  
     

 
    Chapter 8  
    Instead of being smart and driving by, like I hadn’t seen her. I stopped the jeep and jumped out. She waved to the Fed-Ex guy as he drove