The apartment we lived in,after i moved out of my parents’ home,was located in a posh area and it was normal for married ladies to try looking their...best no matter how! The fact that Shifa’s own home was almost 15 kms away at the other end of the city didn’t help either.She had no fear of meeting a known person in this area and she was taking full advantage of the situation and driving the college boys in our locality crazy.I would often find guys on bikes riding around our apartment complex on. Please let me taste you. Please let me make you cum.” Susan pleaded with me. Some other time I might have made her beg more but I needed to cum so badly I couldn’t wait any longer. I straddled her, my pussy inches from her face and said, “You want this don’t you?” “Yes please…please… I need you Mistress please.” She begged as she leaned her head up trying to reach my pussy but I pulled up just out of her reach teasing her just a little. Then I lowered myself onto her face. She. “Please what? You have to be clear in your request.” Mark looked so angry he was going to burst, and he looked almost like he was going to punch Brent. But in the end, he couldn’t resist it, his body was begging him to let himself get pulled in, to let Brent possess him, to finally be able to do what he had wanted to do for so long. “Can I… can I use your cock?” Mark said in a small voice. “Eh?” Brent cupped his ear, feigning deafness. “What did you say?” “I said can I use your cock?” Mark. Mostly people were dancing on the stage but eventually things changed a lot. It was a cool night so I went in my normal sweatshirt and jeans. I like being comfortable mostly.I had had 3 or 4 drinks and I was actually feeling kinda social so I was dancing a little and talking with people. Mostly with a couple of my friends that I came with but there were some people dancing with us that I didn't know right away either. Randomly some guy who I guess lived at the house comes out with a bull horn..