She was at home in this position, and subconsciously Brandy felt this was where she belonged. The thin man’s cock wasn’t large, he was smaller tha... her dad. He smelled badly though, like he was sick. It reminded her of an elderly person, but oily. He said something that she didn’t understand. Brandy reached up and grabbed the man’s small cock. He wasn’t hard yet and Brandy jerked him, trying to get the humiliation over with as fast as possible. He stiffened slightly in her hand and grinned at. Now, my landlord, Michael, is a big, heavy set, swarthy Italian man, with a nice beer gut, and is covered with hair on his chest and belly. He also has a nice fur bush around his thick cock. Yes, it's a nice thick cock, about nine inches long, cut, with a firm, yet spongy pinkish head. I began working on it with my velvet lips, and it started to stiffen up and fill out. For a guy about my age, (50) his dick still jutted upward at a forty five degree angle. Man, you know that's the surest sign. Then she was moving her pelvis, caressing him with her hot, slippery insides and making him realize that he was, indeed, her thrall – at least for the next few moments...‘I recognize you now, even if you do not know yourself, ‘ Simon said in his mind. ‘You are the essence of Bathsheba – David’s alluring queen. Though she was dark and you are light, it can only be you, Bathsheba, incarnate!’‘I can see in your mind who it is you think I am, ‘ the angelic being silently replied. ‘It is possible, I. Now, Peter was ready and eager for something new. He was ready to see Diane again.The front door swung open and in the doorway stood the short, chubby, mature brunette who made Peter weak in the knees. She looked a tad more tan, her body radiating warmth as he looked her up and down, drinking in the sight of his neighbor. She was twice his age, but he was enamored by the sight of her curvy legs, wrapped up in tight yoga pants, and her maternal bosom, sealed away in a sports bra under a tank.