It had belonged to an elderly couple who built it in 1951, and then lived in it until they had to go to a nursing home in 1997. Their sister was handl...ng their affairs and the house was dated and she wasn't able to sell it.I bought it for about fifty five percent of the appraised market value, because they desperately wanted out from under it.The house has a one car attached garage and fully chain link fenced front and back yards with a long driveway up the South edge of the West facing. " This sequence was repeated two more times before I heard a long low moan coming from Jeannie, and I knew that Traci was now also massaging her tiny, tight pussy. The massage of our legs, inner thighs and pussies continued a few more minutes. I was so relaxed and yet so excited by Dawn's touch and by the sounds of my beautiful young lover enjoying Traci's attention. Both Dawn and Traci were masterful at applying just the perfect amount of pressure and attention to our pussies to keep us. Like, I want to be with her, but I know a part of me doesn’t want to give up being promiscuous. I want to have my cake and eat it too. I’m a bad person, I know.”“Sweetie, I’m not saying or even thinking anything to that effect.” Chris reassured me with a gentle yet firm voice. “There are no judgments here. Keep going.”“I think that’s it it. I was being really weird with Holly because it’s starting to creep up on me that I don’t want… what I have. I just want to be with Molly. This whole. ” “So, questions?” “What is your birthdate, banshee?” Charles asked. A fair question to make sure that I wasn’t cheating on her age. “May fifteenth, Nineteen Ninety _____” she answered. “Has your ass been used?” asked one of the online bidders. “Yes,” she answered. It got quiet. “Well, then, let’s move on to examination of the merchandise, then.” That was banshee’s cue to strip. She slowly undid the belt of her robe and let the garment fall from her milk white shoulders. She did a slow spin as.