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If this emergency facility had to be used, it had to be proof against any rogue neighbors as well as the disasters that propelled them into it. So, with that mystery well on the way to be solved, I decided to have him repeat the process on the presumed location of the other known door in the basement and when completed, it indicated a tunnel instead of a door. And it went back far enough that it wasn’t clear what it led to. With this success accomplished in under two hours, I helped him to recrate the equipment and load it into his Suburban S.U.V. to drive off into the night with a generous check from me to cover the equipment rental and his fees. I then took the CD that he had provided me with all of the pics that he had produced over several different readings to get a better idea of what lay beyond. I was so excited about this success that I had a very difficult time getting into a deep sleep, and so when my mystery lady joined me, I instantly awoke and took her into my arms. It was Irma, of course. And she welcomed me into her arms to please her and me. I had no idea that an eighty plus year old lady could be this much fun. She needed help from a very good lubricant, but other than that she was more than up to anything that I desired. One thing that she provided that I rarely tits got from any other woman, was active nursing on her with a flow of milk. I would have thought that a woman of her age would be beyond providing pov this refreshing beverage, but in her case not so. This was probably because she had for many years nursed her men and also pumped milk for the local hospital to feed newborn babies. Both Gunther and Brad had been exceptionally close to and loving of her because of her dedication to providing this service to them. And who knows, they might have been healthier because of blonde it. All I know is with the first squirts of milk from her gargantuan breasts, my cock got up hard as a rock. I was very gentle with her to protect her aged frame, but she was extremely healthy for her age and remarked to me, “Will put a bit more energy into your loving me up, I am strong and used big to being pleasured by my men. You won’t break me.” No chance of that, since I would up the amperage, but never take the chance of actually hurting her, even during the anal that she insisted on to please me. Her body though aged was very fine anyway. And the dim light tends to erase from view any of the wrinkles that she had well-earned in a life richly blessed with giving and receiving love and pleasures. In this case giving me a spectacular B.J. and the best anal that I had ever experienced. When I came up into her colon and she responded with a reflective climax, we simply melted into each other’s body to sleep the rest of the night away. In the morning, while we had breakfast together, she was regal as always and a bit intrusive into my mind and affairs as any mother-in-law would be. In other words she was wonderful. And Gloria looked up at me from behind her morning cup of coffee and Hardcore smiled at me in approval of what she knew had happened the night before. As part of the morning repartee, Irma mentioned that she probably should soon plan on leaving for her home that was being cared for well by one of her live-in grandchildren. I begged to pardon and informed her that she was welcome to stay as long as she wanted and to return as often as she desired. That we had many more ‘wordy’ sword fights to enjoy. This got a giant smile from her. I then spent a couple of hours going over the pictures that I had produced on my mainframe computer in my main office and considered what to do about the information that I had received from them. I didn’t want to disturb the wall in front of the hideaway bomb shelter, but I would like to access it from another direction, if possible. I began to think that there might be a backdoor to it from the tunnel that we had also found and so began to figure out how to access it without giving its location away, either. So, I asked Gloria and Irma to go down to the basement and help me with a project. So, they were very happy to serve me in this way. And when I mentioned that I was thinking about mounting a book shelf in front of where I knew the tunnel entry to be (with the purpose of having a secret access behind it) and making the room to be a library and reading room for the hot days of summer, they said that they would be glad to draw up a detailed deion and plan of how to totally bring this space up to date for that purpose. When it was done, they were so proud of it, and I then asked Arturo to recommend a discrete builder from his city to again spread the risk of disclosure to another city a hundred miles away. Lorlei and Jane giggled and Lorlei teased "Maybe I should call Mike over to sit beside you. Maybe she'd make me eat her pussy. Let's get out of here." “This farm has been in my family since 1817, and although I’m no farmer, I know how to farm. We were using our slaves. Back in blonde bed, Barb's warmth was awaiting me. I snuggled tits against her and pulled the covers tight around us. My sister wasn't having nearly as much fun at our dad's office that I was having. She uttered to herself in a low whisper, “Oh my God, Michael…I love sucking you cock. “Tell you what,” I said, “If you wear these balls today and you don’t have any accidents, you can wear them tomorrow when we go for a run.” "Yes? “Yeah… you’re… you’re gonna fit in juuust fine…” It felt good yet hurt at the same time. I passed the ipad, usual glance, then shock! "You know your mother has some health issues. Sarah and I got the ladder up big against the entrance. Julie gasped as the pain coursed through her tits and down to her cunt increasing her arousal even more. I look at him questioningly. Myself I was trading in used armor parts without any real hope to make any money from this trade. Wait a minute! She wiped Hardcore it off again and sat there kissing me and showing me that long sensuous tongue. I head never ever succeeded in butting heads with Nicole and coming out on top, but I had just what I needed to do so. His tongue slither between my lips pov and swirls around mine. That’s not even the end of the story though.