The skin of the cock shaft was flawless, showing multiple bulging veins spread like the road ways in any city metro area. The cock was so rigidly and ...argely extended that it was not possible to differentiate if it was a cut cock or uncut. The foreskin was so tightly pulled back to give the cock an angry look. The stranger’s penis soon became the ultimate and the most desired attraction for Myron’s looks. He lowered his mouth and took the head of that cock past his lips. The texture of the cock. Fuck it! I’m a cop… The whole building knows I’m acop… whoever is out there knows I’m a cop… Soeither they are plain ass stupid… Or don’t mean toblow me away… Yet… I hate surprises. I hate being scared more. Cocking my gun I say “The door is open, come in.”The door knob turns and in walks… you guessed it…The West Indian Chick.Thoughts began to blur in my head.She was the bad one and I knew she shouldn’t be. . er I ... oh dear," she stuttered, as I bent over to just brush my lips across hers.Betty looked confused, longing and upset all at the same time ... no mean feat I thought."Don't tease me, John," she finally said. "I don't want to be the centre of gossip on this estate. I know how it works." Who's teasing?" I replied and guided her hand down to my crotch where my hard maleness was as ever straining to be free.Betty tenderly squeezed my erection as if disbelieving that it was there and for. After towelling off they each apply their own perfumes to their bodies. Barbara gets ready for their scissoring session, strategically positioning pumped-up pillows and cusions down the length of the double bed, while Doreen watches. The older woman pats the centre of the bedspread. "Here, sweetie: park your arse here. You need to be sitting up with your arms slightly behind you for support. I'm gonna sit facing you."After they are both comfortably positioned, Barbara lifts one leg into an.