Sunday Afternoon
Decades ago I lived in a city apartment on the third floor. One warm Sunday afternoon I heard crying and wailing outside, coming from my hallway window. The building next door was about six feet away from the window, and I tracked the sound to a second floor window just opposite and below me. Eventually I figured out that I was hearing sex noises from a VERY loud woman. I spotted a bed up against the outside wall just below an open window, so from my angle I could see a woman’s naked leg, and just barely detect some guy on top of her between her legs riding her, but mostly it was just the one naked leg most of the way up a full fleshy thigh that I could see. I’m not positive but I think that it was a Hispanic couple in that apartment. She got plowed for quite a long time, and her shrieks and wails echoed between the buildings and through the alley for a lengthy period.
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