Kindly bear with me as this is a long story and thus is broken into Parts. Below is the first part hopefully setting up a nice platform for the erotic...second part.It was my birthday and I had somehow managed to forget my flat keys in my office, only to find it missing when I reached the society. Thank God, I keep a spare key with a neighbour, a beautiful, sensual married lady who happens to be on the same floor as mine. This saved me the trouble of going back 20 kms to my office or staying at. Op een avond trok ik mijn stoute schoenen aan en wou ik eens gaan cruisen in de bunker in GC, het was er pride en dus veel volk.Gekleed in mijn harnas, jockstrap en sneakers ging ik naar de inkom, betaalde en ging binnen.Aan de toog eerst nog een drankje en dan op mijn gemak de beneden is gaan verkennen.Overal waar ik rondkeek zag je mannen met elkaar spelen en wat me opviel is dat niemand een condoom gebruikte.Ik ging verder rond en bleef even voor het andreaskruis kijken hoe mannen in hun bek. He continued kneading her big tits, which were now only about two feet away from me on the other side of the window. That window was also open just a crack, enough that I could hear Mom's whimpers and sobs, and the shuffling of feet in the dirt. Caesar yanked her skirt down off of her with one quick jerk, and Mom was naked except for her pearl necklace and earrings. He pushed her torso against the window. Inches from me, her tits were mashed against the glass, her nipples, areolas and much of. . you… then... Babe?" Your voice is gravelly and the words seem to stick in your throat. "Because I want to have some fun with you first," I reply huskily, spreading my vulva with my left hand before fingering my clit, uncovered from its tiny hiding place. "Can you see how badly I want you?" I ask breathlessly, my fingertips tracing the line of my slick slit before applying more pressure on my swollen bud. The tops of my thighs are sticky and glisten as more pussy juice dribbles between my.