Ann had watched the young mothers son David, grow from a little boy to a pretty teenager. A perfectly normal family, the boy had growing up to be very...pleasant and polite 17 year old. It wasn't uncommon for David to help her carry her shopping if they met on the stairs.Things had all changed for Ann when a ventilation grill in her washroom fell off. The vent was matched by another in the neighbours flat. This turned out to be located in Davids bedroom.One Saturday afternoon whilst Ann was. The Rask clearly took great pride in their dwellings, as simple as they were. How he wished that they could stop to take a better look, maybe even take a peek inside one of them. Perhaps when this was all resolved.The streets were narrow, clearly not designed for vehicles, as two technicals would scarcely have been able to pass one another. The cobblestones brought to mind images of London from the nineteenth century, but the surrounding buildings were more Arabic in their appearance, a layer. She didn’t ask for any money or anything.I knocked on the metal door that had Sirius Video painted on it and waited, and waited. I started to knock again when I saw a little sign that said press button and there was a small white button just below the small sign. I pressed it. It made no noise that I could here, so I pressed it harder. Nothing.Then I heard a loud buzz coming from near the door handle. It startled me and I jumped, but no one came to the door and I just stood there. The buzzer. Dylon could not take it any longer, and did a quick ram into her pussy till his balls rested on her clit and his penis at the entrance of her cervix. Ana screamed as she felt her lower parts felt like being torn apart. Nathan tried to bring more pleasure intensifying playing with her clit and nipples. Then, Dylon started moving in and out of her pussy - slowly at first before jack hammering into her sore pussy till her entire body was being drilled into the bed, grunting and cries filled the.