They couldn’t explain it. They both headed to the elevators and Mike realized he left his wallet in the locker. HE had intended to give his wife s...ome cash to gamble with while he took care of his civic duty. Brandi told him not to worry about it, she had a few buck on her, and she would just go to the café and have some coffee and wait for him.Brandi’s suspicions grew stronger that something was off, because as she walked into the café and sat down, she knew all the waitresses were talking. He was a big strapping lad and slightly over six-foot tall. I had no idea what his hair looked like because of his chef’s cap, but from the hair that stuck out on sides, it looked to be dark blond in colour. Jarne had a pleasant face, but the word ‘handsome’ certainly did not spring to mind. He had big fleshy, pasty looking hands with long thick fingers, and yes… his hands were ugly.As his friendliness escalated, I started getting the occasional wink from him. I found this rather perplexing. I looked at her and suddenly I realized something. Ania was sleeping barefoot! Just now it came to me. And most importantly, now she was lying on her belly, with the blanket pulled up high. Her bare feet were fully exposed, soles up. As if they were smiling at me and inviting me to look. Annas's happy feet...I made sure if he was still asleep and crouched down at the end of the couch. Anna's feet were a few centimeters from my eyes. I couldn't believe my happiness. I just wanted to devour them. She looked at the other girl and asked if she dared her. They were both giggling like Catholic school girls. She motioned us over to the other end of my apartment, rested her beer on the only table I had, (without a coaster mind you, so there were rings from the beer, but who cares, I was getting head, or so I thought) and got on her knees. She told us all to pull out our cocks. Let me just say I remember very clearly, that the one black guy's cock must've been about 9 or 10 inches long- and.