And then you had those people who did the standard double take. However, the people I liked the best were those that saw you and kept on looking at yo... all the way over.I even noticed how a group of youngsters had seen us, and I saw how they were nudging each other and the girls in their midst were giggling because they could see two naked girls walking on the promenade.And yes, you had also a few people that looked at us and showed that they didn't like what we were doing. You always get a few. "Lick it all up cum sucker, before it leaks out and makes a mess all over the seat," she said assertively to me. I don't mind it but I certainly wasn't expecting it. After a few licks she told me, “Don’t worry, the cum is clean. That was my husband who fucked me. We enjoy this theater a lot and come here every now and then. You’re one of the few guys who didn't hesitate to lick his cum from me." I did exactly as I was told, I kept on eating her pussy with the reassurance he was clean. I moved. My apartment is the at the end of the building, next to a stairwell leading to the underground parking. Just off that landing is the laundry room—just a small room with a handful of coin-operated washers and dryers. For some reason, I decided that that the laundry room was the place for my new adventure in masturbating.The room is available to the tenants 24/7, so I decided on a late night excursion to minimize the chance of accidental discovery. I chickened out on Tuesday night, but Wednesday. I can be as outrageous as the next guy if I think I can get away with it. With these girls, I was pretty sure I could. It might be a good thing to keep them off balance once in a while. "Can't let them get too confident," I thought aloud.Don and Muriel Nichol enjoyed the special party we threw for his retirement. Don was an avid photographer and with my mother's help, we determined a new telephoto lens for his DSLR camera would be just the ticket. He loved outdoor shots, particularly of animals.