"Hi, I'm Kendra Fallon, your new neighbor upstairs. Just moved in three days ago. I think I'm in the apartment just over yours."Laura smiled politely,... trying not to devour Kendra with her eyes. "Welcome to the building."Kendra lowered her voice suddenly, conspiratorially. "You know, I'm not trying to stick my nose in your business, but there's something you ought to know. My daughter and I are right over you, and we can hear you and some other girl... or girls," she said pointedly, her dark. "Some ten years ago, maybe a little more, I killed a man, a blackmailer. The man was a cop, Marshall Whitcomb," she said."What the fuck!" screamed Howard. A dozen faces looked our way."Howard, I love you; this is as much for you as it is for me. So just shut up and listen; this is going to be hard enough," said Marci. He glared at her, but for whatever reason, he did as she said and shut up. His eyes moved from Marci back to me then to Elsie, and finally backed to Marci. He slumped in his seat. Oh my god – what an erotic experience and so much better than fantasy! The silky hardness and heat of a real cock in my mouth for the first time was so much better than sucking on Sam’s fake cocks. Sam loves it when I blow her “cocks” always saying how much she was looking forward to the day she would watch me suck a real cock – it’s a huge part of her fantasy. I knew then and there I was addicted to this sensuous experience and would be sucking cock for both my and Samantha’s enjoyment as. ‘What?’ ‘Do you want me to stop?’ He saw the look of confusion across her face. Her body was responding as never before, but she had just been brutally abused. ‘No.’ He strained to here her as she whispered her answer. He smiled to himself and then bent down to her breasts. He licked one nipple, then the other, swirling his tongue around her breast, missing no part whatsoever. Slowly, he worked to awaken feelings in her that she had never felt before. He introduced her to her own passionate.