A guttural moan in the bedroom signalled the fuckfest approaching its end... Robbies favourite part.....as the couple practically welded themselves to...gether with the speed and friction of there fucking. He dropped his hand and cupped her mound, as the couple on the bed reached an orgasm together. Joyce had inadvertently put her hand behind her back and was stroking Robbies cock through his shorts. She felt his hand press into her wet sex through her thong, and slightly opened her legs, to. Cursing under my breath, I pulled under the shelter of a defunct minimart. It took me a while to move my produce out of the way to get to my spare, and I had it scattered about as I hurried to change the flat. Bad neighborhood, remember?I was just letting the jack down when I heard a small, wavering voice.“Them collard greens?”I looked up to see a tiny black woman, guessing her to be sixty or better, looking at the basket.“Yes ma’am, that and some kale thrown in. Do you like collards?”“I love. ‘I hope you don’t mind John, I live on my own, and like a bit of naturism, get the sun on the old body when we get it’. He laughed.‘Not at all Sid, it’s your garden, and I am the one who interrupted your sun bathing’.I looked at Sid. He was a little overweight, but still looked fit for his guessed age of 60ish, with dark hair receding just a little.‘Why don’t you join me John? If both of us are naked, neither of us will feel embarrassed. Don’t worry, you are the first person to use that way up. I stayed in my nightgown and went tothe kitchen to make coffee. Opening my laptop, I checked the localheadlines on The Washington Post. I don't know if it was just my mood,or what it was. But there just seemed there was no good news. Economypoor. Republicans and Democrats not agreeing. Both wrong. What were wegoing to do about it?Around mid-morning, I heard a key rattling in my front door. Stunned, Iquickly stood and glanced out the front window. Oh Holy crap! It was myreal estate.