I kept telling him that he should connect to the water line in the street, but he didn’t take my advice well.’ Mr. Hubert was chuckling to himself... I shook my head. Mr. Hubert’s intrusions into our private meetings had gotten on my nerves, but I was glad that I hadn’t told him how I felt. He was well intentioned, and without his advice, I would be lost. As I entered the house, I heard the group emerge from the basement. Ms. Kindle was holding my flashlight, and they were all mumbling about. ”“Hey, Bennie. How’s Tokyo tonight?”“Crap,” said Bennie, running a hand through his close-cropped graying hair with one hand, and pulling out a package of cigarettes with the other. “Just crap. At least it is for me. Someone else made a fuckton of money at my expense. I think I just killed my numbers for the whole goddamn month.” Geeta nodded sympathetically. “Been there, done that,” she said. It was a part of the game, the bad days that drained one’s account. The elevator reached the ground. .she looked over at me and she had a look on her face like she was going to start laughing, the talk was not bothering her, It was his slender 5 1/2 inch cock that was bothering her, she finally took his little black cock out of her mouth and asked me why I didn't have my cock out for her, I was hard from watching the show they were putting on, and the fact that strangers were also enjoying the view, and the contrast of their skin was exciting to me, So I pulled out my healthy hard brown 9. Hadley cried out at the sensations swirling around her and rocked her hips to the rhythm of his hand. Pushing deep, his finger was slick from her wetness, and every muscle started to contract as he glided another finger inside and moved faster. With a great cry that came from her belly, Hadley held him tight as an orgasm washed over her. While she was shaking beneath him, Marcus positioned himself and entered her smoothly. They both groaned together as their bodies mated. Together they moved.