‘Um my great-aunt is a bit eccentric and untrusting. You’ll need to have good references including one from a bank and from your attorney.’ The ...ddress led Delaney to a grand old three-level brick residence in the heart of West Village. She would find later the property was 24 ft. wide and 100 ft. deep with a small garden with a larger flowering cherry tree. It had nine rooms (five of them bedrooms) with an elevator installed ten years ago linking the first floor to the ground floor and. Both his hands are inside my blouse now and I wonder why no one seems to notice. I am so close to orgasm; then he pinches both nipples hard and twists them a bit. The jolt that goes through me is electric and I shudder against him, my pussy convulsing around his cock. My back arches in pleasure, pressing me back against his firm chest. I have to bite my tongue to keep from screaming out. As my orgasm subsides, he pulls out of me and I realize that he hasn’t come himself. I feel his dick slide. Spasm after spasm wracked my body. Hot sperm coursed the length of my shaft to empty deep inside my sister. The sensation was almost surreal. My mind was lost in a fog of ecstasy as Gilly’s pussy milked my cock for every last drop of my seed. I slumped on top of her, panting for air, loving the sensation. Channy moved toward us. “My turn,” she said, brushing Gilly’s auburn hair from her face. She kissed me. “That was so fucking horny!” I pulled my softening cock from Gilly’s swollen snatch.. Barnett and his gang drowned down the plughole, along with the soap. I felt happy that I’d finally come to the realization that I wasn’t like the others. More importantly, I didn’t want to be like the others. --- I opened my eyes and saw a man in the shower opposite me. He was brown-skinned, perhaps of Indian or Pakistani descent, quite muscular, but not in an overly accentuated way. I wasn’t in the habit of watching other men, but there was something about him that kept my attention. He seemed.