We continued for some time and went inside after our round of smokes. That night, we made out visualizing him watching me press my wife’s boobs and ...his thought excited my wife a lot. We fucked like mad and slept.The next morning, the same thing happened, while leaving for work, I bumped into Snail, we wished each other morning and left.Around noon, I received a text from Abhilesha, “Snail came to our place for some water.”I replied asking about their interaction. Abhilesha replied, they spoke. ”“I know Jeff said there was a slut inside you Mum,” l laughed, “but l never expected you to be like this so soon.”“I want to be everything for you, you’re father and even Jeff,” she said, “all the things you’re father and l have talked about, they won’t be fantasies any more, l want to do them all.”“You’re amazing Mum,” l stepped away, putting my pants and trousers back on, then l kissed her, tasting my spunk on her lips, and grabbed a piece of toast before heading for school.All morning. After being shot down several times I was regrouping at a corner table when the Mona came over and sat down. She again hit on me, this time saying that she would meet me at the elevator in ten minutes and if I was not there she would go to her room alone and depressed. She left and I thought about it and then said to myself what the heck, old pussy is better than no pussy. I made my way to the elevator and Mona was getting on and I was right behind her. We were there alone and ends up both our. I found tiny panties, sexy panties, old panties, new panties and huge old fashioned panties. Even the odd thong. And a bra or two.They all followed me home.They all received my cumshots.As time went I had met most of the people living in the house. When wanking over the panties or bras I was trying to imagine who used to wear them. That sexy milf on the third floor? That business woman on fifth? That black woman that worked night shifts at the petrol station? Or the daughter of the bus driver.