I want your husband to see your face as we fuck,” and turned her around, pulling her down on his manhood. For a short guy, he was amazingly well hu...g, long and thick. I couldn’t take my eyes off them as his head wedged itself inside Syd, slowly disappearing as she impaled herself. “Oh God! It’s sooo big!” she cried. Terry had an evil grin on his face as he sunk into my wife, his hands gripping both breasts, squeezing and plucking. You would think that I would be jealous of the scene unfolding. I explained that I had three primary security concerns for these 12 levels. We were worried about malicious vandalism of the public facilities and storage units, theft of materials stored in the storage units, and physical confrontations between the residents. I had these same concerns for Level 13, but to a lesser degree. After lunch, we toured Level 2 so they could get an idea of the residential level’s layout.When we finally got to Level 1, I took them through the utility service areas. She immediately noticed it. And she was having a smile in her face finally. I was embarrassed by it. She told it’s ok. I was looking down and she was looking at my face. She touched my rod over the trousers. Electricity ran through my body. I couldn’t resist. She then reached into my trouser and caught hold of my tool. I was in cloud 9. She lowered by trousers as I helped her with it and she came down to give a kiss to the tool and baannng it went inside her mouth. I was unbearable for me at. Her tongue lashed against my own as well as around my lips, slickly cleaning my lips of her juices. Her mouth expanded into a smile as we kissed, whether from the orgasm or that she was tasting herself on my lips, I don’t know. One hand remained on her face, stroking her soft cheek while the other was still at the waist, caressing the soft curves of her body as her leg involuntarily wrapped around on of my own. ‘What?’ I whispered as she couldn’t hold back her smile anymore, softly chuckling..