Maybe there were 40 apartments – I knew everyone that lived there – many elderly people who didnt go out much, a few young couples and me – alon...e, and horny. Anyway, from my 2nd floor open window I heard a sound of a mother and child speaking. I went to the open window and I saw them, WOW…was she hot….jet black curly long hair, SKINNY, A CUP breasts, maybe about 5 5 and damn if she wasnt barely 100 lbs..moving in today – thats why the activity in the courtyard below. My hand, naturally, went. She brought my coke up to me and said, “You’ve got quite the harem going on now. Can your old ass keep up with all of that action?”“Oh, my dear sweet Linda, I didn’t start out trying to build a “Harem”, as you call it, but things just kind of fell into place and keep falling into place. Each and every one of them have their own reasons for being a part of this and each and every one of them also seem to be happy to be a part of my “Family”. I prefer that to “harem”, by the way. Even the ones. His cock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.He must love how I feel.“Delilah!” He groaned. “Oh, god, Delilah, you feel amazing!”I beamed in delight. I was so glad I could make him feel amazing. “You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy! Oh, yes, yes!”My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little waves of delight washed through me,. But the biennial gathering made every other meeting at ‘The House’ as they called it. The food was great. The men all conversed about sports, talked general smack, and told lies as they gathered around the grill or dominoes table. The women gossiped on the porches or in the kitchen. The k**s ran around the endless expanse of land playing freeze tag. Then, there were the teenagers who were too cool for any of that nonsense. They huddled together under a large magnolia tree, not talking to one.