High Society Socialite
Before buying her house, I would spend time in the neighborhood watching her walk up the path to her door. She always came home for lunch at 12:30, no matter what,.I checked my watch. I liked that she had a routine; the rest of her life appeared to be a mess. She needed to sell her house so she could move closer to her business. The first time I seen her, I got very horny and a hard cock.She appeared to stay home on most weekends, and she liked to drink wine. Just like that I was spending...