Samuel lived in the same building. My loving hubby and I had been his neighbors for so many years…Some days later I made some small talk with him wh...le riding the elevator together. But I did not tell him I was the one who enjoyed his huge cock’s pictures in the net. He had never seen my face on screen.I was sure Samuel checked out my tight ass when I got off at my floor…A couple days later I was home alone; so I decided to spend some time in the net; chatting with my upstairs old black. I was reading the walls & stroking my cock when a movement caught my eye. The wad of paper that had been plugging a hole in the partition had been removed, and a cock had been pushed through. This was something new to me, but after a short while I gently took hold of the cock, and started stroking it in time to stroking my own. "Suck it", came a voice from next door. I wasn't about to do that, and carried on stroking him."SUCK IT", the voice came louder. I though for a while. I'd been reading. "I went back to work and you pressed the intercom button on your phone."Thank you, Markie."You were on the phone for about 15 minutes while I ate your pussy. Sometimes you would cover the receiver while you took a few breaths to regain your composure. When the call was finished you grabbed me, pulled me up and kissed me deeply."That was the fucking hottest thing that's ever happened to me," you gasped.We kissed some more. Again your intercom buzzed."Ms. Withers. We need to discuss your schedule. I just cant get over the -'"She stopped talking and started sobbing softly. I stepped over andgently held her as her tears grew. Sandie watched like a cat watchesa mouse. Obviously, Angela's experiences in the camp were still tootraumatic. I continued holding her to my soft breasts until she realised hertears were saturating my blouse. The thin wet silk becametransparent and my delicate frilly bra began to show. The dampnipple had also become chilled and stiffened as it showed plainlyunder.