..but good enough). I bit my lip softly as I thrust harder and faster, my saliva making it easy for the sharpie to slide around. Oh how I yearned to g...o deeper, and I tried, but the slight pain and unknown fear prevented me.My soft cock quickly hardened, twitching slightly at my thrusts, a drip of precum landing onto my stomach just below my bellybutton. I grab my cock in a lustful embrace. Using my thumb and two first fingers, I start to stroke it quickly, moaning so so quietly so only myself. When he returned, he lifted his k** up on the top bunk, but time put onefoot up on my bed while he started to tell the story.Something triggered in me, and I'm not exactly sure what it was. I wasfeeling like a giddish prankster, but I also had an urge to start playingaround with Bill's dick.I took a good look at what he had and he really did have a great lookingcock - soft anyway. I thought it was about time that I should see if I couldget it hard. So while I listened to him tell his story,I. Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.Just then the office door opened up and a tall thin black man in a three-piece business suit appeared holding a clipboard in his hands. “Danielle?” he called out to the room.”Right here sir.” I said, rising out of my chair and picking up my attaché case.“Right this way girl. And you can cut out that ‘Sir’ stuff. You can call me Carl.”“Good luck Danielle!” Melody said as I followed Mr. Richardson into the office. I. Did you want to come in? I'm going to make some coffee.” He seemed shocked by this. “Oh, are you sure? I don't want to intrude.” “It's no intrusion,” I stepped back to let him in. “You can take a seat at the counter,” I motioned to the bar stools I had. I walked around the counter and prepared the coffee maker. After it was set up I leaned over the counter across from him. “So how long have you lived next door?” “About a month now. You didn't notice the new guy coming in and out of the place.