Extravagance was on his mind. The building was certainly a big one. Having the space pleased him, pleased his need for room to think. The one thing it...hadn't accomplished was to make him happy, or happier.Scott dried his hair with a towel and pulled on a pair of loose running shorts. Maybe that assessment wasn't completely accurate. Things could make you happy, at least temporarily. Like the radiant heating in the flooring, the warm floor made his bare feet very happy.He jogged down the stairs. I was continuously fucking her hard….My strokes were getting heavier and heavier ….. I hold her boobs and started pushing her in and out ….. I was enjoying it ..She cummed again… The juices smelled sweet … I rubbed it all on her back….Now she came closer to me took my cock in mouth and started sucking it hard ….Yeah yeahhh … Aaaahhh …@aahhh ….I was saying…Yeah my bitch….I am your lord….Take me to heaven…Its all yours….Just suck it more …I hold her and started pushing her into…Whole of my cock. Next time you're mine." Maria turned and walked to the elevator.Pat's knees almost buckled as she entered the apartment. Locking the door she leaned against it for a minute. Then catching her breath she realized she had been presented an opportunity and the cop in her took over. She kicked her heels down the hallway and grabbed a pair of jogging shoes. Pulling them on she peeked out the door and ran for the stairs. Hurrying down them she saw Maria get into a cab. Pat memorized the cab number. The grand lady herself only seemed to carry a purse, in her hand rather than slung over her shoulder, so as not to wrinkle the cream silk blouse she was wearing. Alex was certain that her bra was of the finest quality, even if it made her breasts seem less than natural in the way they did not move under her silk as she walked.He immediately did not like her. There was something artificial about her that just put his hackles up. Monique would have said it was his bullshit meter working overtime.