‘Wouldn’t it be easier to buy your own paper?’ I froze, but out of the corner of my eye a splash of morning sunlight on flimsy pastel caught my ...ttention. The flimsy, it turned out, was my next-door neighbor clad in nothing but a light green (did they call that ‘English lime’ or ‘avocado’?) negligee and a short white silken bathrobe, tied loosely in the front. I couldn’t see her face, but what I could see was very nice. The real estate broker, I recalled, had said something about my next-door. I looked down at my cock which was dark with her orgasmic juices and went even faster at her. She was cumming hard, telling me to fuck her harder, her hair flying around,her buttocks bouncing off my pelvis.I thought that i was just going to have sex with sara but, clearly, Tammy didn't just want to sit downstairs like a plum.She shyly appeared at the bedroom door,buck naked, her tits high on her body, bigger than i thought, with a lovely hourglass figure. Sara invited her on to the bed and all. It was fun to get back to pulling teats and fucking while we did the herd.When the old man showed up he wasn’t about to hit me with a shovel for not washing teats the right way but rather was surprised to see a guy routinely fucking the nymphs as they milked and Lilly was doing the same fucking me as well. Lilly and her four sisters were together which was not the rule in the first writing. But the old man didn’t say a word to me and just watched as I sploodged in each of my loves then moving. He sat down at the piano. For some time he just stared at the keyboard without a clear thought in his head then very slowly and very quietly he began to play Chopin’s A Minor Prelude, the one he had played to Allie when she complained about sad music in the minor key, then he drifted into Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata at which stage Nessa came silently into the room and stood there transfixed. He came to the end and let his hands drop to his knees.Nessa put her arms round his neck and kissed the.