Amanda was pressed against Jansen’s warm, solid body as he guided her back to the bench where her clothes lay. They stayed wrapped together for a moment longer before Jansen pulled the towel away, and they reluctantly separated from each other. Amanda retrieved her clothes when her cell phone almost fell out of her pocket. Suddenly, she remembered something very important. She turned to Jansen, who was just about to start getting dressed. “Wait, hold on,” she told him. “I need to do something first.” Amanda sat on the bench ushered him over to her. She took hold of his manhood again and laid it delicately against the side her face. Even in a non-aroused state, his penis was huge. Then, to Jansen’s surprise, my wife held her cell phone in an outstretched arm and snapped a selfie. Jansen huddled close to her as they looked the picture over. It was basically a close-up of doggystyle Amanda’s smiling face with his fat cock laying vertically against her cheek. “I cumshot like Brunette how you managed to get the lockers in the background,” he deadpanned. Amanda laughed out loud. “Oh, my husband will love the fact that you and I did it in the men’s locker room, it’s one of his all-time fantasies. He’ll be so proud of me!” Jansen’s eyes widened even further as she texted the picture to me. Just then, they heard the sound of creaky wheels. Amanda and Jansen gaped at each other and froze in horror as a janitor entered, pushing a cleaning cart. He had weasel-like face, grungy, shoulder-length brown hair, and squinty eyes behind his glasses. He was thin with a stooped posture, and he looked even smaller next to Jansen. The janitor’s bored expression immediately sperm became one of shocked surprise when he saw my wife and Jansen. “What the---” Jansen held up his hands to diffuse the situation as Amanda frantically attempted to cover herself with his towel. “I am SO sorry,” the blonde man apologized. “I know she…we…shouldn’t be here like this. We’re totally sorry, we’ll hurry up and get out of here.” But the janitor only blowjob vaguely heard him. After he had recovered from the initial impact of seeing Amanda and Jansen naked in the men’s locker room, he couldn’t stop staring my wife’s body. "Sara, what about us?" John exclaimed, his gaze locked at her ass and legs. "Fuck me, Lilith." The room was silent except for freeway traffic that created a low murmur of background noise. He climbed doggystyle into the lift and was joined by a couple of other men, he pressed the button for the twentieth and top floor; he was seeing the boss after all. blowjob "Please don't stop," she begged. “That was sperm so funny. She’d remain elusive to him in Brunette the daylight hours, but at night— That was their time to play. She panted. His mature cock was burying deep in my cumshot ass, driving me wild. "That's my girl. She panicked and thought she peed herself.” My own personal security guy held his weapon over my shoulder in clear sight so that the man would understand that he is in the line of fire. Well Zhedd, put his arm around my waist and as we walked down Carson street, his fingers crept down over my ass; I noticed Emmanuel, was doing the same to my sister Toni.