That is until a few weeks ago when people started hearing load music from the fourth floor. Most of the residents here like their peace and quiet but ...ver since this new girl showed up, things have been a little difficult for me. Apparently this girl is some kind of a professional dancer and you can hear music coming from her apartment almost every hour.I tried to tell to tell her to lower it many times. She doesn’t listen though, claiming music helps her relax and focus. Plus, she also. He then went outside and dove into the pool to cool off. Tom grabbed Ana’s waist and he pulled her out from his body. He woke up and went to the bathroom. Then I helped Ana stand on her wobbly legs and held her tightly. She whispered in my ear that she loved me for allowing her to get fucked like that for those nigger bastards…I murmured back that she was absolutely the sexiest bitch I had ever known. Anita asked me to guide her to our bedroom.When we got there, Ana fell down into our marital. I groaned. “Just lie back and enjoy it” she said as she took my bulbous head into her luscious mouth, swirling her tongue around, sending me into a frenzy. I lost track of time as she expertly manipulated my cock with her mouth, but slowly I could feel my juices bubbling as she increased the rhythm of her oral craft work – she sensed my impending explosion and stopped, again looking up “Save that, I want it inside me”. I pulled her onto the bed, grasping at her panties, pulling them aside as I. In a way, that was a nice move. Now everybody knew who I was and that I shouldn’t be fully trusted. A clever bastard, he was.After the prayer, it was time for breakfast and it was clear that the women - or girls - served the men. Nothing extraordinary, but they poured the coffee and offered oatmeal and bread - even to me. I made sure that I kept my gaze on the table even though I was polite and thanked them for everything. Still, I managed to notice things from the corner of my eyes. It seemed.