He withdrew the packet of matches, and stroked the match, holding it to the end of the tobacco, waiting for it to catch slow fire. He was patient, lik...ng the contentment of the moment. Finally, it was ready, and he sat, puffing contentedly. He was in a happy mood, after the bumpy start, his hard work was showing results. He usually enjoyed the people-watching, but on this rather cool evening, the few people in the park were exiting. Just as well. He never minded his own company. His eye was. Then the door opened. A man stood in the doorway. He had clearly just awoken and he did not look happy. His blond hair was mussed up and his blue eyes were bloodshot. He was a good deal younger and somewhat taller than Victor, and while a good looking man, was out of condition. Too much booze and late nights, thought Victor. ‘What do you want?’ growled the man. ‘I’m Victor Freeman from the top floor. Is Susan in?’ ‘No.’ ‘Would you give her a message, please?’ ‘I don’t know. What is it?’ ‘Just. He smiled, but I could tell he was struggling. His cock still strained against my leg; I turned around in his lap, so my tits were in his face. “It wasn’t too bad, or at least, I don’t think I’ll give fuck in a minute.” Greg laughed and grabbed my hips, pulling me down onto his dick. He swirled me in a circle and my aching clit rubbed against his jeans.Lust took control. I turned my head to look directly into his eyes and moaned, “fuck me.”That was all he needed.“God, I love you,” he grunted as. Damn, like a Before and After picture, right ladies?” I laughed, Julie laughed, Troy laughed; Chad continued his frustrated stroking; now growling a little. He was helpless. Helpless like ... like how he always made me feel, dammit! God, that was so fun! I gave Julie another thank you kiss before she sat up and slid off the bed.“I think Julie’s going to want a word with you now, Chad. Any special instructions, hon,” he said as he turned to us.She picked up an empty beer bottle from beside the.