"And I want you to meet the doorman if he is still on duty." Ramone!" I called. "Are you still there or has Debbie dragged you out for a night on the ...own?"A large African American appeared. "Good evening Mr. George," he said in that funny anachronistic way of his. He is anything but servile, but he greets the tenants like it was still the 1920s. "How nice of you to ask," he continued. "No Debbie has deserted me - she is visiting her folks upstate this weekend, so I'm still here." He looked. By now, my pussy was dripping wet with the need of his cock and I didn’t have to wait long.He grabbed me, just resting the head of his cock right on the entrance of my pussy, just ever so slightly pushing the tip inside of me. I tried to sit up and pull him closer so I could feel all of him inside me. He wasn’t having it though; he was enjoying teasing me, sliding the head of his dick in and out of me, making me squirm to try and get just a little more. Tom lifted me up just a little and. I couldn't have manhandled him if I had wanted to, I was 110 soaking wet and we was 100 pounds of muscle and fur and he had found somethng that he liked. He had completely soaked the fabric of my thong, each stroke of his tongue caressed my semi hard cock, causing it to grow a bit more until it was fully erect and poking up out of the top of my thong. My mind was screaming at me, you can't do this, he's a dog it's not right, but my body was already subconciously humping his face and I hadn't. Lets get on with the experience I always considered my mother-in-law to be a dried up old bitch, a real certifiable bitch. Well, she used to be anyway. Now, she’s my whore, my cock sucking, cum swallowing, hot pussied whore. She fucks me with her mouth, cunt, or ass whenever we get a chance and, believe me, I manage to find a lot of reasons to go to her place and do things for her. Unknown to me, my wife, wanted me to do things to her, too. If only I knew how the two of them had planned the.