It’s the sadness that comes from the realization that after eighty years of walking around on this planet that he had only lived a hundred days. The...e is the regret that twenty nine thousand days were not lived. Twenty nine thousand days wasted pursuing the mundane rather than the passion!The elderly look back to their days as children with fondness. Those were the days when each day was an adventure. There was growth, there was change, and life was vibrant. Later in life, adults live through. There was a similar hinged panel in the adjoining bedroom. There was also a narrow, steep stairway that led down to a hidden panel in the garage so the corridor could be accessed from either bedroom or from the garage. From inside the corridor the one-way glass of the mirrors allowed him to see into both bedrooms and the little bathroom.Don wondered about whomever had this peeping-tom corridor built but he didn't tell Joan of its existence, saving the secret for himself. Further exploration. Once I was on top of her trying to make her cum this way, but my cock slipped inside her pussy!"OH!", she gasped. Then she stared at me. She wasn't stopping me, she just held herself still with me deep inside her. She had already sucked on my cock for a long time before and I hadn't had my dick inside pussy in years, so after about 2-3 pumps, I was starting to cum! I pulled out and quickly (she wasn't on the pill) moved up to her mouth. Instead of sticking it inside her mouth like I usually do. Linds was out of commission for a few weeks. Liz refused to let me have sex with my sister until Liz figured she was ready. To compensate Liz took a month's leave from work and remained naked anytime there was no company in our house. Several times we had sex on the bed next to Linds so she was still part of our lovemaking. She would lay under Liz and suck her nipples and play with her clit while I screwed her in whichever hole she wanted filled.On one particularly hot night, Liz and I lay.