He told me his name was Richard, about forty years old, divorced, horny and having in mind same idea as I had about the adult theater…He ordered me ...o get naked. His strength and his commanding appearance was enough to make me obey.“Nice married slut, you have been staring at my cock since we got here, get over here on your knees and make me feel real good".Ten minutes later my jaw was aching, I had been licking, sucking, kissing and eating that black monster cock in delight. I felt my pussy. I couldn't help myself and went back in for ahug alone. I don't know who held who tighter. I was able to pull myselftogether and let go of a smiling Marty. As emotional as I am over thelove that these two had shown me in the last few minutes, I knew it wastime to move back to normal."I suppose I better get started on dinner. Come on Jen, lets get towork," I said, never losing the smile I had on my face or losing eyecontact with Marty. The connection between the two of us was broken bythe. I'm going to change the lock so that only you and I will have the keys to the room." But we can't keep sneaking down here during working hours. Sooner or later some will notice."I didn't tell her that Marge already had. What I said was:"You forget who I am. I have keys to the building. Instead of going over to Wal-Mart and using your van we will punch out, go out the front door, come around to the back and then come down here." When will you have it set up?" By tomorrow." I guess I can wait. I looked across and saw that Julie was in the bed with me. She smiled impishly, "Been thinking about you all day", she whispered. "What's this all about?", was all I could manage. "I'm horny. I need a release", she explained. Her hand was on my cock rubbing it to attention and I didn't need any more encouragement. I rolled onto my side and took her ample breasts in my mouth while she continued to rub at my cock, long slow pumps with a tight fist. I rubbed her pussy, checking the wetness and.