Her eyes rolled up in her head as she strained her neck and back arching like a gymnast. The strangled guttural sounds coming from her throat almost s...ared me until her hips fell into a frantic humping rhythm, twisting and grinding on my stiff lance. That was it for me… I knew this match was over, Michelle had won hands down, literally. Her hands were still grasping the bedspread as she ground and growled and pushed me right over the edge. My climax seemed to start in the vicinity of my toes,. It wasn't too bad quality, but my mind was on the action to be had in the audience rather than on screen. I sat back and stuck three fingers up my cunt whilst I looked around.There were about twenty or thirty men in the theatre, mostly in their late forties to early fifties I would guess, though there were one or two younger ones as well. They had spread themselves out to be as far from each other as possible, but the back rows with armrests were completely empty but for one man on the far side. Am I doing Ok sis? I wonder if I can do this with a real cock." You're wondering if you could do this with Daddy you mean." I suppose that's what I mean. I wonder if he's bigger,"Lauren had chosen the dildo to be as close to Daddys size as possible. It was about six inches long and average in girth so she knew that if Katie mastered blowing it she would have no trouble with Daddy."He's not bigger."Katie pulled her head back off the dildo and looked up at her big sister asking, "How do you. We jokingly call it 'God's waiting room' as most of the tenants are in their late eighties or early nineties. I've been here for over two years, so know pretty well all of them on a casual basis. That all changed though about three months ago when a new tenant moved into the block. Her name was Hazel and I found out from our warden that she was sixty five years old and had just retired from her job as an accounts clerk for a firm somewhere in the West Midlands.I live on the second floor, and.