"He was confused for a moment, and then it hit him as they walked inside,seeing a woman walk by with a head full of foils."Oh shit! Seriously?" gulped...Bob. "You're not..?"Hey Bev," Tara smiled, seeing a woman hurry their way."Tara!" She hugged the girl. "So I've got you down for Friday, and donot tell me this is him... I'm sorry I mean her." Of course it is!" said Tara. "This is Bobbi!" Get Out!! Oh my gaaawwdd honey!" said Beverly, hugging him. "Come,come. I'm so excited. I'm your stylist,. !!“ I could hear Mom utter in ecstasy.While I wished that the guy would stop taking advantage of my Mom, there was yet another part of me that wanted him to do it even harder than what he was already doing. I wanted to hear her more, her passionate moans and exasperated breathing were nothing but music to my ears. But I shrugged off that thought.Just as I reached the basement of our apartment, the phone had grown silent for a few minutes now. Exiting the lift to our floor, I saw a guy exiting. I stroked his gorgeous huge fuck pole with my hand, it was glistenly slick with coconut suntanning oil so beautiful thick and so hard l. I wanted to feel that big huge boner in my cunt and my throat so badly now. Fortunately I had condoms not affected by oil and slid one down his throbbing head and shaft with my mouth till I reached the hilt. I could not get it past my throat it was too big. I sucked and tried again to throat him, I savoured this dream cock and stroked him off . Pulling him. Like a cannonball, I flew through the doors. I slipped on the linoleumfloor and slid halfway down the reception area. I fetched against Mrs.Weatherby's counter.Rubbing the top of my head, I sat up, leaning my back against thecounter. I looked back at the doors and it was closed. Through theglass, I saw the kids - perfectly normal college kids. Except fortheir expressionless faces. They were all looking at me. The hair onthe nape of my neck wouldn't go down.I wondered why they weren't.