” That was older than my mother, and I could not think of it; but the conversation was renewed. “She has got as much hair as me, but quite grey, n...arly white, and she is a nice clean woman; have us both, and you can see the black and white together.”So a fattish middle-aged woman certainly fifty and who seemed to me sixty, came; her hair was nearly white, Camille lent her stockings and chemise to make her decent I suppose, and the old woman who spoke scarcely a word, but drank furiously, turned. The men fucking my holes began rhythmically fucking me, each reaching deep inside me. I moaned, my climax was finally on the way. The guy fucking my ass was slapping my ass cheeks as he forced his meat deep into my shit hole and back out again. I moaned louder and louder as my orgasm neared. It was building up from the tips of my toes and surging through my legs and loins.I screamed as my climax sent shock waves through my body. My toes were curled as I was held close to the guy beneath me. It. ..owww...make them Yours, Sir."You say nothing else, just push and poke for a while, then grasp a nipple and drag me to my feet. Your hand comes down, open, on the left breast, and i feel the sting flow straight down to my now dripping cunt. It was the familiar pain, how it always felt when You did this. i wait for You to ask, but You don't have to. One look in my eyes and You know.You stick a finger in my cunt, and use that to pull me along to the bedroom. W/we get there and You let me undress. I brewed some coffee, a little weaker than usual, not wanting to burn through my reserves of ground coffee too quickly.Whilst it dripped, I opened my balcony door and swept off my little eyrie in the sky, yes, all of it. Okay, it's just big enough for a bistro table and two chairs or with a squeeze a sun lounger. When I say sky, I mean four floors up.The change of scenery and the exposure to the outside world was enough to disperse my melancholy. I sat sipping my nectar of the gods and read a.