I'd never faced anything like this before.I decided to make him aware of my presence so I cleared my throat rather deliberately & walked through.He fr...ze....neither of us knew what to say initially.I spoke first saying I thought I'd seen everything but this really takes the biscuit.He replied-are you going to tell anyone?-Depends I responded I don't know what I want to do yet.-Are you thinking in sexual terms he questioned?I think I am I responded.Well then I'm game for whatever you want to do. As I entered the old upmarket Edwardian mansion block in the suburbs I was met by a smartly dressed lady but there was something different. I could not figure it out , you don’t meet many mature women over fifty dressed to the nines in figure hugging leggings. Although on the plump side, she displayed a big fat camel-toe. “Mr Young, pleased to meet you, I am Gwendolyn Green. Thank you for coming. We are in a unique position, so to speak, because this block is owned and managed by us. And as we. .. He stroked his and told me it feels so good and maybe i want to do the same. we would meet and do that and one day as i was going thru the mag and jo together he said you know it might be nicer if you can use both hands to page thru and i will stroke your cock for you. he didnt hesitate and jsut started and it felt good so i didnt protest. then he would always stroke me off till i came. He then introduced his wifes panties and would rub me with them and it felt so good. he told me secretly. After what seemed to be an eternity the door opened again, and sheentered with another woman. I was so scared that I messed myself."Timmy, meet Birgit. She's responsible for your tattoos," she introducedme to her.Birgit was a very cute, young woman with big tits. She had long, redhair and wore an enticing, scant, red dress. She had several big tattooson her arms and her neck and was so hot that I got horny instantly. Icould feel my body pumping blood into my useless dick, but of coursenothing.