'Jesus I am a married man, stop this now.' 'Concentrate on your work and get back to being the upright husband you are.' My cock is hardening from his...picture burned in my mind, my hand dropping to stoke my bulge in my joggers. I wonder if he's large all over, a smile of pleasure all over my face at the idea of what's hidden in those jeans.A few more peeks out my window and I'm off for my getting to be regular afternoon shower. Letting the water run over me and closing my eyes thinking of that. Even though she would be in debt for at least 10 years, it was worth every bit of hard work that went into paying it off.The first indication Priya had of another person in the flat was the sound of the front door closing. Startled, she walked back into the dimly lit living room. The soft hair on her arms rose in a frisson of fear when she saw the shadowy outlines of a tall, male figure turn away from the door. Her mind screamed at her to run, to call for help, to do something, but her body. His weapon seemed to grow bigger. "Where did he shoot his load when you made him cum?" "He said he wanted Billy to see it gush into my mouth, so he held my chin and ordered me to open my mouth as wide as I could. One jet landed on my nose, but the rest went down my throat ok." Carol sensed his impending climax and worked his cock faster sucking deeply on his rod. With a cry, Santa felt the exquisite bliss of his sperm rushing through his manhood and jetting into her maw accompanied by his load. Neither of us spoke as the elevator descended. Letti broke the silence. "You didn't answer my -"My stomach lurched towards my throat. Letti's jaw dropped. Our elevator accelerated downward. We were in free fall, or close to it. The elevator rocked from side to side. The lights flickered. Smoke and the smell of burnt metal filled the small compartment. Letti and I were thrown to the floor. The elevator ground to a halt with an elongated screech."Oh my God! Oh my God!" Letti crawled over and.
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