The apartment building was one of those built before the depression things that used quality construction materials that couldn’t be used any longer... because it would make the project unprofitable. The Italian marble in the lobby was real and the concierge with the silly moustache looked up at me with distain written all over his delicate cologne drenched face.“Do you at least have a card, Mister Andrews?”I dug one out of my wallet, even though it was a bit dog-eared and had a spot of ketchup on. When his Mom finally turned and told him that it wastime to go home, Gordon looked down to the bracelet on his wrist andrubbed it. Smiling to himself, he followed behind his Mom as she led theway out of the mall.At home Gordon sat in his room, holding the bracelet in his hands andstaring at it curiously. Wondering if it really worked, Gordon slipped itback on his wrist, smiling as it seemed to almost close around his wriston its own for a better fit. Hesitating for only a second, Gordon. !! I fell into my chair gasping for breath as the cool air wafted over my pussy, while an hour later after finishing up her paper work I turned of the lights and wentr home to a hot bath and a warm bed!!!I walked into work the next day and opened my computer as I was expecting an important E mail. , I had half dozen or so messages, including the one I had been waiting for!!! After downloading and printing it, I checked the remaining mail to see if there was anything important! It was the last. I was a little surprised at the intensity in which he came, but I swallowed every last drop like a good son, I mean daughter should do.He stood me up and said that he hadn’t had a blowjob like that since he was in high school. I thanked him and told him to wait right there. I ran back to my room and grabbed my wig and an 8 inch black cock that I had bought at a porn store down the road. I came back into his room with my wig on. I pushed him onto his back and mounted him. I then whipped out the.