As the car slowly went up toward the top floor, I felt her giving me a disdainful eye, up and down, as I tried to say the usual, ‘hi, howyadoin’?�...� Her gaze stopped when it reached my ‘tent,’ and I saw her eyes widen just slightly. She said nothing. The elevator stopped at the 8th floor, and the doors slowly creaked open, to reveal an un-occupied space. No heat, even. She hit the ‘stop’ button, to hold us at that floor. My elevator partner stooped to pick up what I suddenly saw was a carton. My. It was strange to be at home on a working day. I heard the commotion next door as our neighbour got her kids off to school, then her door slammed again as she left for work herself. It may be snobbish but I had always found these neighbours rather common. Betty Rico had three kids, I gathered that she got financial support from some man but he never appeared so I presume he was married (tut tut). It is not that they were bad people as such, but they were loud and vulgar. Currently, they all. The full ten inches of canine cock were hilted in my pretty little mouth. I knew I should feel an overwhelming sense of shame and revulsion, but my reaction was purely instinctive. I worked my lips, nuzzling the Husky’s balls with a loving kiss as the muscles in my throat rippled, milking his shaft, beckoning him ever deeper. He pulled back, causing me to moan with growing passion. The generous coating of spent cum on the animal’s prick skimmed off his fleshy shaft by the tight embrace of. But I have'nt done that kind of work for over five years now....I...I think I need to explain this another time. Don't ask Tracey about this, its something I need to tell you myself. I'll send you a picture when I hang up, ok? And I'll call you tomorrow night." Ok,"I said, "I'll send you one of me."Now the horny tone was back."I'd love that, Connie. Send me one of your pretty face. And send me another one. A dirty one." What kind of dirty one?" Just open your legs and take a picture." Ok,.