The whole city of new york was sleeping. the sky was pitch black. only occasional cries of bats and distant wolves could be heard. A creepy cold wind ...as blowing, making whistling noises which can make anyone shiver with spookiness. As the sky was becoming darker with passing time, the Lincolnshire Lane was becoming more of a haunted lane. The black shadows of the tall buildings were covering the lane like big ghosts or ogres standing above it ready to pounce. It was late midnight. Michelle an. The doorman wore sunglasses and she couldn’t see his eyes. But Ushia knew his eyes were following her as her breasts jiggled beneath her woman’s business suit. She had worn her most supportive Wonderbra and it was displaying mounds of flesh between the lapels. Her shoulder satchel’s strap bisected her cleavage adding to the effect. The doorman didn’t move as she closed on the doorway. Ushia feigned dropping the envelop she held in her hand and stooped next to the doorman to retrieve it,. She stopped sucking me and put her head down on my leg and took him while she slowly stroked me.. We rolled around in almost every possible position and then finally i had to cum.. I pulled out of her and shot my load on her stomach while she was sucking our friends cock down her throat.. i layed down and watched her as she continued to blow her lover while i softened near her.. This is really the first time i got to see the cock she was sucking.. It was a bit bigger then mine and maybe a bit. But nothing, nothing short of a bathtub of water was going to save me for one more day, and I didn’t even have a few drops. Looking out at that dark sky meeting that even darker land, I wanted to weep at the beautiful cool feeling of the night as it settled around me. I knew that soon the air would feel cold to me. Dreadfully cold. I shook my head, no tears coming, no moisture left in my cooked flesh for them to be dragged from. Taking a few small items I might need, but likely would not, I.