..way too much work.So imagine my surprise when I saw people running or briskly walking out of Le Tailleur, some of them muttering to themselves and o...hers silent & pale white as new linen. On asking someone what was going on, I got a strange reply:"The devil!" An elderly woman told me, looking gravely into my eyes and grasping my coat. "Satan himself has taken this place--and those spawn of Lilith are his minions!" This was a demurely-dressed grandmother, serious in her conviction. Not wanting. Holy shit, was she going to blow me? This could not be happening, there was no way my life could be going this awesome. She came face-to-face with my swollen shaft, the tip was pointed right at her and a few mere inches away, so close I could feel her breath. She stared into my eyes with the barest hint of a smirk on her face. With one of her delicate hands, she reached down between my legs and… grabbed the bottle of all-purpose man soap that was between my heels. “I’ll say give because we. ”“We have an art nouveau elevator too,” said Cheryl.“Cool.”“Want to see it?”“Down girl,” said Moe. “He said he’s married.”“So am I,” Cheryl shrugged. “This big lug here,” she pointed to Joe.“Joe Solomon,” Joe introduced himself, raising his hand to shake.“Tony Ferrara,” Tony replied accepting Joe’s hand.“I think I’ve seen some of your sculptures.”“I think I’ve read some of your books. And is that?”“Eddie Frank,” said Eddie. “Want to smoke something better?” he whipped out his Altoids. ”I moved up Tammy’s body and positioned my manhood above her womanly entrance. Elena took charge of my shaft and rubbed its tip between Tammy’s very wet pussy lips. Alicia whispered in my ear, “Go easy my Master, love her slowly and gently.” Elena then controlled my entry into Tammy’s cavity. As I slowly pistoned in and out until I was almost balls deep, Jade said, “Give it to her Master, make her yours.”As I pushed into her depths, Tammy screamed out, “Oh Master, I have wanted this ever since.