On-the-dot, the doorknob turned and slowly opened. It wasn't Frank! I was too flush with embarrassment to say anything. All I could think of was what ... must have looked like and stooped forward in a feeble attempt at hiding myself. My phone pinged again."Frank sent me," was all he said as if I knew what that meant. He removed his clothing and stepped up to me. "Get up, cocksucker. I've heard you're good. Now prove it."My mind raced as I acquiesced and slowly straightened up to see some guy. I could see the two dancers through the window. They were practicing a ballet routine. Now, I am not a big fan of ballet, but what I was watching was an entrancing performance. They were dressed in legwarmers, thongs, and nothing else. My jaw dropped as I watched them go through the start of a routine.I rushed out and called for Sandra to join me. When I pointed out to her what was taking place across the way she smiled at me, “I think I’m going to like our neighbors.”We saw Natasha collapse on. ” He went and locked the other door he had come through and started undressing. With a cracking voice I asked, “Should I undress too.” “No, I want you just as you are. I’m going to fuck you in your uniform. Have you seen a real penis before?” he asked as he dropped his briefs to the floor and stepped out of them. “No” I replied. “Well, you are about to get a very good look.” He said as he came to me naked and knelt facing me. I gasped at its size. It was huge! He was Huge! His dick was fully. "Damn, fucking weak! Alright your turn," said Elle. Amber rushed at Elle but could not move her, so she ran at her and threw her body at her only to find she had no success in that either. Amber tried desperately to move Elle even an inch but failed with Elle just standing there and staring her down. The creative Amber attempted to go for the legs but Elle was firmly planted to the ground. Amber noticed a powerful odor coming from a sweaty Elle's crotch with her panties now wet. As she was.