Of course, now and then, I did kind of swing the lens past their place, you know, to get to the other side of the mountain, not to just keep looking a... them. I snapped a few shots of the valley before me, knowing I had thousands of pictures of it, but this also helped me feel like I was not really just looking at my new neighbors.I heard a sharp 'crack' sound in the air and whipped around to point the camera at the girls. The short-haired girl seemed upset and had, I assume, slapped the grill. He stroked it a couple of times pointing it toward my face. I looked at his balls dangling like in the photo, distinctly separated, perfect for taking one at time in my mouth. "You should probably pick your feet up in case someone comes in," he said breaking my trance on his juicy tool.I was already stroking my self as I snapped back into the real world. I looked for something to support my feet, and decided to just put them straight our straddling him and bracing them on the door frame. This. "Sorry if I'm moving too fast, we can slow down if you'd like."I shook my head and said that it was okay, it just kind of took me by surprise."Good," was all she said as the cab pulled up in front of a very well appointed apartment building. We went inside and up an elevator to an open floor loft. It must have been 2,500 square feet with very little furniture.We went through the preliminaries of asked if I wanted a drink and me asking about the etchings. Both of us knowing that was not why we. ” My heart bumped, missed a couple of beats and my knees weakened. “Let me get this straight,” I said, my voice wavering. “You fuck Gaynor and Justin fucks me? Right now, right here?” “Yes, isn’t that what you’d like, a real live big black cock? Not a plastic toy, the real thing, flesh and blood.” I wiped my brow with the back of a hand. “Well, yes, it’s my fantasy, my curiosity, you know that.” “Well, then, this is the moment,” he said, and turned towards Justin. “Is that okay with you?” I.