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I live in this great neighborhood in the mountains.

It's peaceful, quiet. I thought it'd be a great place to raise a couple of

teenage boys.

Anyway, everything was fine until a couple of months ago when this rich

party animal moved in next door, Isaiah.

He's constantly bringing girls over and playing music loud into the wee hours of

the night. And yes, they often walk around bare -ass naked, shouting,

Sounds of them constantly having sex. It's just driving me crazy.

I asked my husband to do something about it. And he just looked at me and said,

No way I'm going. That guy looks badass.

The ball -less wonder.

Now, how I ever married him escapes me. At least he hasn't lost his job.

Yet.

Anyway, I finally had it with his wild party animal life and decided to do

something about it myself.

Young lady!

Put some clothes on.

What? You're not my mother.

Seriously?

Ugh.

Do you not know that there are others in the neighborhood who can hear

everything going on up here? The loud music, the yelling, the screaming, and

yes, the sex sounds.

Sex sounds.

It's just shameful.

Shameful.

I'm sorry. I didn't have any idea. You have no shame.

Look, I won't let it happen again.

You're just lucky I haven't called the cops.

Yet. Oh, look, my bad. I apologize.

If there's something I could do, do you need a drink?

Some wine? Maybe a cocktail?

Well, maybe a little wine.

But I shouldn't.

Come on. Let's go inside.

Here you go.

2011, Sauvignon Blanc, from the South of France. Oh, thank you.

So, um, where'd that naked girl go?

Oh, she went home.

I guess she was a bit offended with you talking to her like her mother.

Oh, yeah.

Sorry about that.

No worries.

So, I guess I kind of cock -blocked you then?

Yeah, I guess so.

So, you've been with a lot of young girls.

A fair amount.

You ever been with a real woman?

What do you mean?

You know, a real woman, somebody who has some experience, not like some novice

gold digger who doesn't understand how to please a man.

It is true.

None of them are really experienced enough. Art of lovemaking.

Art of lovemaking.

Is that how you put it?

Well, there is an art to it.

Is that so?

Or is it more like experience, not so much art that you're missing out on?

That sounds like you may be making an offer.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Maybe.

Don't you treat me like one of those bimbos.

Never.

Good.

Yes,

this very shows

yes i

had a

feeling you would

Ladies and gentlemen, thanks.

That's how you spread it open.

It's so much better than those young girls, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm going to sit back.

Back right there.

Yeah.

Shit. Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck yeah.

I'm so fucking good.

Oh man.

Oh yes.

Yes.

I'm watching you.

I'm watching you. I'm watching you. Oh, you could teach me something.

Bye.

I can feel your pussy getting tighter.

It feels so good.

I love

it.

There you go.

Oh, you got my tits all fucked up.

Stop, stop, stop.

I'm going to call your pussy, Phil.

What?

Oh, fuck.

Give me your fucking pussy.

Phil, the fucking pussy on my dick.

Oh, fuck yeah. Oh, yeah.

It's a long way.

I look forward to it, just not yet.

Yeah, reach for it.

This looks so good.