Steve, this is Laura. She is from Italy.”“Italy is in Europe. I learned that in school. Julius Caesar and Columbus and Galileo were from Italy. I ...reet you, Laura.”“Hello, Steve.”“Welcome.”“We’ll ride ahead. May we?”“The way is free.”We rode a bit further. I could tell that Laura was thinking, so I didn’t disturb her. But when we came to a largish clearing, I said “Here we are.”There were six or eight children sitting on the ground facing old Amos, who must be in his seventies, I thought, and a. He quickly grabs what he needs, setting the tanks up along the edges of the hall near the stairwell. Strangle there isn’t anyone on this floor just as there wasn’t on the previous. At the very least he doesn’t have to worry about collateral damage.Once he is finished, he finds a spot at the end of the hall and waits. He waits for his partner to come bursting through the door of the stairwell. And he waits and he waits. When it doesn’t happen, he starts to worry. When he hears the voice behind. So with time we gelled really well. His name was Amit, he was 18 at that time. Let me describe a little about me and him on the grounds of physical built.Well he was around 5″6 whereas I was around 5″10. He was lean and i on the other hand was pretty healthy. Both of us are very fair. He was hairy while i was hairless! He was kind of shy while i was not. Ok so a couple of months passed. It was the month of December and it was kind of cold.Well both of us had the habbit of studying in bed and. With each swallow I felt a suffusion of warmth ignite nerve-endings I wasn’t aware I had. The walls of my pussy felt every ridge and vein of her beautiful cock. The softness of her tit flesh that pressed against my own face was silk. Two strong feminine hands massaged my breasts in a way that suggested much practice. “Yyyeessss,” a voice hissed in my ear. “Look in the mirror, Granddaughter dear.” I looked, and then screamed. An ass that mirrored the one I had seen earlier, my own, was pumping.