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She closed the door and locked it. Once that was done, she stepped as far from Dan as was possible in the little hallway.Rather than press her, Dan took off his coat and looked around. He couldn’t see much of the apartment from the doorway. Dan said, “I know what you mean. January is a cold month. It seems to drag on forever.”Sue glanced over at the closed door wondering if she should have left it unlocked. It was her habit to lock it, but that was to keep the bad people out. Biting her lower. Stella's stroking of my cock got faster and her grip tighter she got me ready to enter her. A few more strokes and she knocked onto my back and flung her left leg over me and straddled me. My hands were still mauling her tits and tweaking her nipples as she used her right hand to line my cock up with her now wet pussy.A few seconds later Stella put all her weight on my hard dick and slid all the way down it until I was balls deep inside her soaking cunt. Once I was in her to the hilt she sat up. I see my husband I stand placing a foot on the foot bar on my chair hitching my stocking exposing the top of my stocking he sees me walks up behind me grinding his cock intomy ass then spanks it leans over me telling me he would like to hire me for the night telling him the prices he says you don't understand for the night,oh that will be 1500.for the night he says that's fine. taking my arm he escorts me back to his room opening the door he shows me in steppingin behind me . Telling me to sit. Leon then stood up and walked around behind me and said yeah you got a tight little ass to I didnt get to see it last night,He then reached around and cupped both of my breasts and begis pinchind my nipples and miaking them harder.Shortly he took one hand off my breast and pulled my head around and kissed me on the mouth sticking his tongue inside my mouth.This was both disgusting and exciting.Slowly Leons hand moved down my belly and inched closer to my pussy.My breathing was veery heavy as.
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