Moving from the booth he caught his reflection in the office doors glass windows. Shit – I look like some fag carrying a purse. He had to figure out...a way to lose the damn thing. He walked at a brisk pace down the stairs. Looking at the glass doors, he couldn't even see across the street.Thick fog hung over the streets like a blanket of white. He locked the door behind him and began to walk toward home. A pair of large dark eyes watched him – hungry, lustful eyes. Softly she moved from the. I pick her up and carry her to her bedroom. "I cant believe we are doing this" she says. "Believe it Mama. I lay her on the bed her pussy is good and wet. I pull off my clothes and she lays on the bed looking over at me. When I step out of my boxers and she sees my dick I see her eyes get big. "Come over here and suck my dick baby. She gets down on her knees and starts sucking me and licking the head of my dick. I gently grab hold of her head and plunge my dick half down her throat . . She took another long sip on the wine, like maybe she was trying to summon up the courage for something. I was hoping, she was about ready to go back down the hall. Unfortunately, I was wrong, dead wrong.“Brian, could I asked you something personal?” she asked.“I ... uh ... I don’t know Paige, I mean...” I started.“Look I promise it will never leave this room.” she interrupted.“I guess so.” I answered.“Would you go to bed with me tonight. I need to feel wanted ... I need to be loved, even if. I moaned in pain and pleasure at the same time. Pushing my face down on the pillow, he waited for me to get used to the feeling, or at least to get over the pain. He started to pull all the way back until only his cock head was in me, and then pushed back in again, and each time a little rougher then before. Demitri started to build up speed and I could feel his balls slapping against my slit. Now all I could feel was pleasure. The pain had gone away or just turned into pleasure. He kept.