The security guard held the lift door for me and greeted me as I passed him. He had his daily dose of ogling my curvy ass cheeks in track pants.“Per...ect!”, I said to myself after making other people wait till I got in the lift.Aman – a 21-year-old mischievous young man, who was standing on the left side when I got inside the lift, slowly shifted behind me. Out of nowhere, two grotesque looking men entered the lift and one of them stood in front of me, showing his sweaty back.I quickly inched. “Oooh... yesss...” After the full lenght of her husband had disappeared into her snatch.after a moment to enjoy being fill with the hard shaft of her husband. Taylor leaned forward, placing her hands on Scott’s shoulders, he grabs her hips, and she starts to ride him.“Oh... Fuck... ” Alicia whispers from behind the camera, “you look so hot, Tay, fucking my son... like that.” Taylor lifts her head up, facing the camera, eyes closed, biting her lip, as she grinds against her husband. “Yeah, bet. “You’ll be here when I get back?”The best Ceri could manage was an enthusiastic nod.Blake crouched down, picked up a duffel bag, placed it on a side table, unzipped it, and extracted a sheath. He drew out the knife inside to show it to Simon. The serrated top edge made it look like the knife way too many of Simon’s classmates in Brownfield Mills had carried, but the blade was matte black with only the edge showing silver. He showed Simon the knife, then tucked it back into his sheath. “I. It feels really good." Really? How about this?" Erica moved around the front of Sandy, herfingernails tracing circles lower and lower on Sandy's chest and abdomen. Sandy moaned, "Oh yeah, that feels great."By this time, of course, Sandy's newest addition to his anatomy wasfully engorged, pulsing with his ever increasing heartbeat. Involuntarymoans escaped his open lips as he closed his eyes and rested his handson Sandy's arms. Sandy continued to move lower, tracing her fingers downfurther and.