I said quietly into the receiver “Baby, don’t move a muscle. I’ll be there in 5 minutes.” With a sultry, low, seductive voice “Don’t make ...e wait too long” and hung up. I closed the phone grabbed my coat opened the door and shut the light with one swift motion. I nonchalantly said to my buddies I worked with “I’m taking an early lunch guys” and didn’t wait for a response. I tried to suppress the bulge in my pants but when I got into the elevator down from 45, I couldn’t help it. My mind raced. It could not be, she thought as she looked around quickly searching for him. There could only be one person that have put the package in her mailbox, her Lover. He was not her lover in the traditional sense of the word. Due to distance and circumstance, it had been years since they had been in the same room together. Every week or so there would be a phone call in which they would discuss their deepest darkest fantasies. In that box was one of hers. She started to get wet at the thought as she. Standing in the doorway was a wizened man of aroundseventy years old and a younger woman perhaps in herlate forties. I could hear them talking in low voicesand I was about to call out to them, when I heard himsay “Are you sure you still want to do this, I ain’tforcing you lass!” “Course I’m sure you old fart,” she replied with asmile. “You’ve been on at me for years to try it and asyou ain’t getting any younger I reckon now is as good atime. "As Sissy Hubby was getting face-fucked, his eyes were onme, and the two ebony dicks poised one at each end. Mypussy was wet in anticipation, and I spread the lips tomake it easier for the man behind me. He got lined up, andslowly pushed his big black cock further and further intome until he was completely inside. All the while, myhusband was watching, sucking on the other sissy's cock,protruding from the frame of his (my husband's) red garterbelt.The black man began sawing his huge cock in and.