”Julie looked over her shoulder at him with a smile.“They’re called man caves now, Daddy; and yeah, we’re good here.”“Yeah, I ain’t gonn... call it that.” He held Troy’s cup out to him and gestured for him to follow.Tom led him into a room with a couple of big recliners flanking an old leather couch with a coffee table in front of it, closing the door behind them. Moving boxes were in packed and half-packed states all over the room. Empty bookshelves lined two walls, and a spot where a big-screen. ’ He tried his best customer service tone on the dour looking hulk. The door man looked him up and down as he seemed to debate over letting him in or calling the police. Finally, in his most dismissing manner, he shrugged. ‘She told me to expect a delivery man, tenth floor. Go on up.’ Since each floor was it’s own condo’s entrance, the door opened into a room the size of his full apartment. Obviously who ever owned the place liked red and black velvet. It was every where. Covering the furniture. He thrusts into me with enough force that I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. My whole body was on fire, every touch and sound threatened to send me over the edge. Fuck me he grunts. I push back against him, matching him thrust for thrust. My tits swing in rhythm, my nipples rub against the sheets adding to my insanity. Do you want to cum? he asks. Yes Master. O please. Do you deserve to cum? No Master. Well at least you know youve been disobedient. He thrusts into me harder and. I feasted my eyes on her puffy swollen pussy lips. Her fuck site was much larger than those, I had ever seen before. She was clean and very nicely manicured, which made it look erotic and far more presentable but evil in a way too. I do not know why it reminded me of another neighboring girl, long time ago but now I was with Lola, the best friend of my mom. My fingers played like a piano on her swollen pussy lips, separating them apart, allowing me a shameless look in her sweet and sweaty.