She looked just beautiful. She was much slimmer (going to gym 4 times a week), long blond hair as before, but really taken care of. Once we got inside...I had a closer look at her. Not a wrinkle on her face. Her skin was absolutely flawless. And to top it all of her breasts were just as beautiful as ever. I am not an expert, but 36D sounds about right, if not bigger.We could not stop talking about the good and bad times, our experiences, dreams and everything in general. From time to time I would. “Possible. It would be easy with a key, even one marked ‘Do Not Duplicate’. A couple of extra bucks to a kid in a hardware store to cut the key for you, or sillier, just a sticker over the engraving. A pass card would be more difficult, but given the kind of money and resources Lisa has, it could be done. Criminals have learned to recode the magnetic strips on credit cards, so an elevator key card would be much easier, I would think.”“Do you know if the police have anything like that? Entry. I just wanted to fuck her from behind.As Laura turned over and got onto her knees, Ana knelt in front of her and positioned her pussy directly in front of Laura's face. My sensual wife reached out and gripped her fingers tight into Laura's hair as she felt her tongue return to licking her pussy. I watched this for just a moment, and then focused on the beautiful ass and pussy being lifted and offered to me. I knelt down and licked Laura's pussy and moved up to her asshole where I let my tongue. I wasn’t sure yet if this was a fellator or fellatrix, but who cared, anyway? The mystery and anonymity was part of the fun, so I chose not to use my superior divine knowledge for once. In my book, with social diseases gone, places like this needed to be more widespread, where people could seek sexual release without any consequences, worries, or attachments if they were just in the mood to cum. Sexual frustration was a real problem for some guys in this world ... unpopular, nervous, socially.