"Shhh!" Doug hissed, still listening.Mark tried to stop breathing so as to better hear...Footsteps.Quick footsteps.Running footsteps, not slow, unstea...y footsteps...Mark and Doug threw themselves to their feet and ran to the edge of theroof.Looking down, they saw a lone figure running through the empty streets."Hey!" Doug called down to him.The person stopped and glanced up fearfully."Where'd you come from?" Doug called down, hoping to hear something,anything, about survivors.The man shrugged,. He was holding the camera with one hand while stroking his cock with the other. She licked the stranger’s dick and hand clean and then grabbed her husband’s dick. She didn’t suck Ricky off, but chose to slowly stroke his cock as the stranger rubbed her pussy from behind. She felt her own orgasm swell as Ricky grunted and shot his load across her face and into her hair. Her own orgasm hit her hard as the stranger pulled at her clit. She buried her face against her husband trying to muffle as. The dim flair in the man's eyes told Thomas that this man wasgetting angry. Thomas smirked. His lipstick made his smile more evidentand sensuous."Am I right?" Thomas cooed to the man. "He did take you like the Duke isgoing to take me tonight? You were his bitch?" Thomas smirked wider."How was it?"The response was still silence, but Thomas felt a growing simmering angerfrom Alfonso. "Just admit you liked it, Alfonso. You enjoyed the Duketreating you like a woman, feeling him pounding you. It was hard at first to restrain myselfbut as we began licking the heads, I found myself wanting to tease it, totake my time and make it last. To please it, to worship it, to feel itslowly sliding between my lips. Slipping deep into my throat, my slobberdrooling all over it making it slide easier, deeper as my throat openedup. Choking on it then gulping down air before slamming my mouth to thebase again and again. My clitty squirting my own hot cum against my ass.We took a break and Samantha.