Down to the basement. Past all the tenant´s storage-rooms and into the laundry-room. The good new was that all four machines were vacant. The bad new... was that the homeless man that the landlord let stay in the basement, in return for doing odd jobs, also was there. He was usually friendly, but far from always very clean. Today he was, however. Probably been to the Church-center down the block. “i can do the laundry for you, for a few coins or sumpthin..” he said. Amelie smiled quickly, with. This time Theresa held me closer and I allowed my hands to rest on her fabulous bottom side.I luxuriated in the feel of her breasts against my chest and her pelvis against mine. Theresa had a subtle way of rotating her hips as we danced and it was doing a number of me. I'm sure she was aware of the effect she was having on my crotch. I'll swear her hips were now thrusting into the large lump in my pants. I took a moment to look into her eyes and noted a twinkle there. Theresa knew what she was. We showered together washing each others bodies and I marveledat her perfectly formed arse and her slim, almost to slim,body capped with those tiny breasts. We kissed and caressedeach others bodies gently now after cleaning and for a fewbrief moments we actually shared a tender interlude. After we dried ourselves we went to my bedroom and both ofus were asleep in minutes. I was awoken the next morning at around 9 o'clock inthe most erotic way possible as Vicki quietly and efficientlysucked my. Well not my first girl, girl experience but full on Sex I guess. I was a lot younger and skinnier when this happened! (before my training days) But it was one of my best memories and even though I love cock. I still love to play with a good pair of tits or dominate a small petite woman.So before getting into the good stuff, let me just give you a short "how did we get here?"A good friend of mine and I used to have what we called "drunk Tuesdays." Basically it was our way of making a simple.