Beckett's twelfth street apartment, yet his good head for numbers aided him in recalling the address, clearly marked in a four-story brick building. N... doorman, no buzzers, just a simple old-style structure. This was the dangerous part, with no way to predict whom might be coming or going and possibly spot him. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he boldly strode through the foyer and straight into the elevator.Once safe within those metal walls, minor "technical difficulties" stalled. It was as nothing compared to Sunbeam’s huge wardrobe of clothes and shoes. Not that there was much evidence of this on her person. Nor indeed on any of the other naked women in the changing room. “I’ve got news for you, Sunbeam.” “Whassat Tabby? Gig in Slovenia? Record company not happy with the follow-up to ‘Relapse’?” “No, they’re quite happy with ‘Love Blouse’, though there’s a certain Dutch seventies rock group that’s threatening legal action. No, it’s nothing like that. And the next gig’s. "Can I come in babe?" I knew I shouldn't but I let him in anyway. I felt naughty cause I knew what he had on his mind. Before I even knew what was happening, we were making out again and he had us both out of our clothes."I can't. I'm married", I whimpered as he got on top of me and his hard cock rubbed against my slit."I know but you are so fucking hot", he growled"I'll suck you off instead. That isn't really cheating is it?" I answered."Sounds good to me baby" I sucked him good and made. ”I worked my shaft in and out of her tight tunnel, my large hands gripping Yasmin’s narrow hips. I felt her forbidden cavity slowly relax and open for me, inviting me to pump harder. Moans turned to grunts and Yasmin began to encourage and cheer me on.“Yes, yes, just like that. Keep going. Yes, yes, harder, harder,” escaped her lips in short staccato bursts.While still resting on my right knee, I placed my left foot alongside Yasmin’s tapered torso, creating more leverage and allowing me to.