”He stood from his chair and headed for the door as she continued speaking.“I’ll tell security to let you clean our your locker before they esco...t-”SLAM*****Darius was surprised when he pushed his key into the lock and found no resistance when he turned it. That was odd. Heather and Shireen should both be at work. The door should’ve been locked. He pocketed his keys, pulled the door open and entered.“Hello? Heather??? You home?”“Yup! In the living room!”Darius walked down the hallway, set down. Hell, you are only doing this because I asked you to." "Why do you want me to do this? What do you get out of this?" "Kelsey, I am not completely sure why I want you to do this. I know that I get a real rush having another guy envious of what I have; which is you. You are going to come back to the room and make love to me tonight afterwards. I want Don to know how wonderful you are, and to envy me because I have you. And knowing that you are doing this because I want you to, that you are doing. The first time that my wife and I met Amelia was when Edward brought her over to the house during his Spring break. She was clad in a tight fitting leather dress, torn fishnets, and knee high boots, and her short hair was dyed a bright shade of red. With her body piercings and numerous tattoos standing out boldly against her pale skin, she looked like some sort of undead hooker or something. My wife took an instant dislike towards Amelia, using words like ‘slut’ and ‘trash’ to describe her, but. He lowered his hips to the seat until his mushroom was at edge of my lips then trusted it deep into my swollen throat. Each of his pumps rolled his foreskin back exposing a pink silky texture below. The flavor of his cock was delicious and a huge turn on. I loved being treated like the slut I portrayed in my phone fantasies.He repeated, 'Suck it faggot, take my cock you mother fucker'.Bill was close and did a final hump upward to initiate his eruption into my mouth. He continued to milk his.