The room was mine. Now all I had to do was get out of my lease, which turned out to be surprisingly easy. Ever since I had thrown my Christmas tree of... of the balcony rather than take it down the elevator because I didn’t want to have to clean up needles the building superintendent was looking for a way to get me out. Two weeks later I was moving in to my new room.You have to understand that this was the mid-seventies and things were different. Every room in the house had been turned into a. .Helmut was much amused by our comments. He agreed, however, that television programmes seemed to be universally silly and mind-deadening, yet people were hooked on the drivel they spouted."This is the advantage of our building to a common grid. It is easy to enlarge the house, shift walls to allow for a larger kitchen, change layout and size of the bedrooms, add larger windows to the family room and such. You are right about the flat roofs as well. It is stupid, and waterproofing is a costly. I knelt between her legs my cock ready.She pulled my head to her so our lips met in a warm and moist kiss which in turn made my cock stiffen even harder. Aunty Bev took a hold of me and as as she pulled me closer she guided me inside her.To this day I have no words to properly describe the sensation as I slid deep into her and as it reached it’s snug fit Aunty Bev tensed then relaxed. “Now take your time.” She whispered as I began to move in that aged old primal rhythm. We locked eyes I saw my. She’d gone out, gotten drunk, and ended up back at her room with some woman and somehow they’d ended up naked and in bed. This time it was different. Her tongue was in Fiona’s mouth, her fingers were in Fiona’s pussy. She slipped one finger, then two then three into Fiona. Florence had a young cock in her pussy. It was the youngest cock she’d had in years now that Fiona had grown up and moved on to older guys. She knew she wanted Sammy’s cum, but at the same time she was thinking about Simone..