When I was at Uni in 1969, I lived in a rented bedsit on the second floor of a converted house. On the ground floor was a flat rented by a young couple ... she was a mousy, plain looking librarian type and I hardly gave her a second look. One night I came home after midnight and, as I passed their flat to go upstairs, I heard a loud moan and then some more ... it was clearly a woman moaning ... and I realised that they must be fucking. I couldn’t hear him (other than him occasionally saying shhhh to her as she was making such a lot of noise) but she was really into it. Occasionally she would say things like “fuck me” or “ram that cock into me” ... I can’t remember exactly what, but you get the idea. It was pitch black in the hallway and so I reasoned nobody would be coming in or out, so I took out my cock and wanked while I listened. She moaned and groaned for a while longer before having a noisy orgasm and, shortly afterwards, I heard him give a loud grunt and all went quiet. I had already shot my load into my handkerchief while she was climaxing. I looked at her in a much different light after that.
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If I click "thanks" for a post, it means that I tugged to a photo in it. My avatar is not my wife, I just love the woman’s saggies.
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