. He did not even move. He just smiled his smug little smile at me, eyes twinkling in the darkness. He simply sat on the floor next to shoes and golf ...lubs and I, less than gracefully, moved on top of him, lowering my wet pussy onto his kilt. I kissed his neck; right where I knew would make him moan. I whispered between kisses, tormenting him, asking him politely "Please let me fuck you, let me ride your cock... please... I need it"I pushed his kilt up to his waist and held his hard cock,. It was a noise like someone was having trouble breathing. Becoming alarmed she peeked in the room through a crack in the door way and was about to enter when she saw Mr. Jenkins sitting on a couch with his pants down around his ankles. She froze, but could not take her eyes off of what she saw. The super had his hand on his very large thick black cock and was stroking it up and down. She had never seen a man's penis in this state before let alone a huge black cock and could not believe the size. The showers were communal and he stripped off to match her, joining her under the spray, armed with a razor. He smiled evilly at her discomfort and began soaping up her slick skin as she stood motionless under the water. Slowly and carefully, he ran the razor along her body, removing even the tiny blonde hairs from her legs, crotch and anus, stomach, and breasts, moving up to go over her arms. He left her face untouched, and she was thankful.“This will be your responsibility each day. You are. I went to our room and smoothed the bed and got my camera out. I place a floor lamp at the foot of the bed so I'd be sure to be able to get the perfect shot of his cock sliding in her wet hole. He got there fast , I heard his truck pull up the driveway. I told Andrea to meet him at the door. I went to the bedroom to give them some alone time. I could hear them talking in the den and in a few minutes here they came into the bedroom with Andrea towing Sam by his dick. His pants were already gone.