Instead, the guy that lived in Room C, whom she was not familiar with, had answered the door. His eyes were glazed and red; he had obviously just been...smoking weed.“Whassup girl?” he said in a hoarse voice, giggling from being so high.Makayla rolled her eyes, smiling, and began to ask, “Where’s Jam-”But then, Jamal came out of Room B, dressed as though he were about to go out.“I’ll leave you two alone,” giggled the other guy, and he left the apartment. It was one of those fancy apartments that. "Then if I must, I must." Michelle agreed reluctantly. Anna walked gracefully down the corridor, leading Michelle but not to M.Gerard's room as she expected but down the curved stairs and into the former ballroom to the side of the entrance hall, where rows of seats were set out, and a hundred, maybe more, people waited expectantly while talking quietly.M. Gerard waited on the small stage, a seat was waiting, a music stand, and there her old battered Cello from her high school days.Anna led. “Not yet, big boy. I want you to fist me, just like Nancy. Only I don’t want you to ruin my pussy, so I want you to shove your hand in my butt. Your hand and as much of your arm as you can fit.” With that, she gave me a big smile and turned back around. I chuckled to myself a little and squirted a large amount of oil onto my hand and all over my arm. I set down the bottle and used my hand to spread out the oil. I walked up to her rear end, and it was at waist level. I couldn’t help but to. ..kinky...Larry...", she panted as pushed more liquid out from her twat. Enjoying the warm jet on my face and body, I nodded. "...do you think that...with a cock...this big...I haven't experienced the kink..."? My cock was fully erect again as I stood up and her gushing stream of piss slowed to a dribble. She nodded and smiled and leaning up, she kissed me, "Well, I suppose not...oh my...it's hard again already..."! Her fingers curled around the massive pole now prodding against her swollen.