"What do you want?" I said quietly."Just wait," said Tom. He changed the camera so it pointed to the door instead of him. It seemed like he was in his...office.Then the door opened, and I saw Selena. "What did you want, Mr. Director?" said Selena, smiling.She was wearing a thin, loose shirt with tight black leggings. I stared at the little gap between her legs as closed the door behind her, then stood in front of it. She always had such a nice posture."Come here, Selena, you little cocksucker,". Phelps was sitting just in front of him. Mr. Phelps wore a dark suit, a gray silk tie, a white handkerchief in the left breast pocket of his jacket. Mrs. Phelps wore a red silk dress with a large bow at the lowest point of the neckline.Directly behind Mrs. Phelps was a large rubber plant and beyond that the tall windows overlooking Sixty-fifth Street.Mr. Phelps moved his forefinger back and forth under his wife's chin. "Don't look so sad." I never see you any more." Darling, you know how busy I. Shes so wet it just slides in.what a truly magnificent sight,all guilty feelings have gone now and are replaced with lust and fucking.then after a short while just like a scene from a porn movie,you wont beleive what she done next.She kind of slid up the bed a little,the dildo was still inside her but just for a moment there was no hands on it.it looked fantastic.She put one hand back on the dildo and the other on my cock.jesus i could ov exploded.Her face was now level with my cock,i could. “How about wrapping those big red lips around my cock baby?” he said somewhat drunkenly. A million things went through my head in an instant, then I said “OK, let’s do this!” Mark got a great big smile and squeezed me tight and tried to kiss me but not wanting to mess up my lipstick I slid down to my knees as he leaned against the bathroom counter and I undid the belt on his baseball pants and unbuttoned his fly. Out popped a nice long and very hard black cock…yum! Since this was a.