” I replied. “Come to the puja at night, it’s really boring. I do need company.” she said sweetly and i was shocked such a thing had never hap...ened to me “There aren’t many people of our age in this are so it gets boring.”.”Sure I will” I replied. “and by the way keep your porn a bit down at night, everyone’s home” she said in a naughty voice and went downstairs. I kept looking at her ass as she went away. I only had the image of ramming it hard at the moment. I dressed up in my best clothes. The volume of her sexy juice is truly amazing when she is extremely randy like this. A small river of her fragrant cream was trickling down the crack of her ass. Possibly the wettest pussy on earthAnn is the wettest fuck I’ve ever encountered, and I think that's what accounts for how foamy fucking her can get sometimes. When an unusually large load of male sperm gets blasted into her cunt, to mix with the huge volume of pussy juice Ann produces, if you keep fucking her, all that mixedmale /. I glanced at the various markings on the bare concrete to confirm that I am on the correct level. The potted fern rustled with the evening breeze, its leaves welcoming me back home.“The correct level today. I guess maintenance actually does help.” I mumbled under my breath as I walked towards my apartment.A woman was sweeping the corridors, a pile of dust and dead leaves collected by the wall. She was one of my two neighbors. The apartment was a tall but thin structure built between. Erato, as was her name, was the Greek muse of erotic poetry and as such had inspired many of the authors of Lush. Very rarely did she have the ability to make herself corporeal to actually interact with the creative persons in question because of the weak state of all the Olympians and the rest of their kind. Only the fates seemed to be doing well in these hard times where few believed in them, but that's neither here nor there. Daniel was a believer and had been for some time. So as Erato.