As he passed one of the relaxing seats that the complex owners provided the local paper was laying on one of the chairs. There was an article about th... organization he belonged to in it so he sat down to check it out.It was only the groan of relief that made him survey the woman, she had two heavy laden bags and by her own vocal outburst she was worn out, but that was not what immediately put him in ‘interest mode’, it was her dress that had slipped off her shoulders just enough to reveal. Daddy’s dong flipped up as I pulled down his shorts, and as he stepped out of them, I grabbed it with both hands. I cooed as I ran my hands over his hot flesh, feeling the veins bulge out as I began to stroke him. As I watched, a bubble of clear fluid came oozing out of the tip, and I pressed my face to his cock and inhaled his manly aroma.At long last, I could touch, feel and play with Daddy’s beautiful dick, and I did, running my hands all over his cock and balls. I was gratified to hear a. "You like this, don't you Mike," she whispered as she continued to stroke her hand up and down my cock. All I could do was moan and nod as she continued to wank me. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, her areola were swollen and wrinkled and her nipples were like bullets, betraying just how aroused she was. "Oh fuck yes, Brenda," I groaned. I sat hypnotised by her near nakedness, her stockings and panties just heightening my desire for her. She looked magnificent. My eyes were. Fine, I didn’t giggle. I bit my lip, slipped out of my shoes, and padded to her room. Nope – she wasn’t there. “Jake, oh my God, Jake I’m there!” I turned around. The dirty bitch was fucking Jake, my friend, in my bedroom. Good girl. I peeked through the door but there was no way I could watch without getting caught. Besides, they were just about finished. I waited for his release which followed within seconds of Malia’s cry. I couldn’t wait to lick the pussy juice out of my panties, I.