“Does that feel good?” She asked as she jacked my rock-hard cock up and down. Some pre-cum had started to ooze out of the tip.“Mmm, fuck yeah. ...Suck it, Mom.”Then her mouth plunged deep, very deep. My jaw fell open as she stretched hers wide and went all the way down to my balls, my glans probing her throat like a geologist testing the depth of a new prospect. I felt the tip brush past her uvula and slide into her throat. The friction sent waves of pleasure up the ridge of my shaft. A line. Zoe expected the worst but was enveloped into a hug by Greta Nelson andKaren Smith, with Michael Finn holding off James York as the duo grewincreasingly angered that a group was allowed inside of the building andup to their floor by security. The two angrily called the building'sowners then the building's supervisor causing a stir as legalrepresentatives rushed to the building to see what was going on. None ofthem were expecting a group of people to be in handcuffs and trying toget away from. “Damn girl, you nasty”“Shut the fuck up and get your clothes off Maurice” Jerome had a way with words, Maurice snapped to attention and did as he was told. Chris was still motionless in the corner against the basins and I now had two huge hairy black men towering in front of me like giants. Just when I thought it was about to begin, Maurice knelt to his clothes on the floor and fumbled around in the pocket. Pulling out a small case he clicked it open and from where I was standing I could see. Through it he could see into the room adjacent, and what a room it was. The storeroom was right next to the women’s changing room, and Michael could see straight into it. It was very late in the day and he hadn’t expected to see anybody, but his luck was in. Just coming out of the shower was one of the most beautiful women Michael had ever seen, his cock instantly hardening. Wearing a towel from her chest to the top of her legs, she had shoulder length brown hair, a wonderfully youthful face.