Jamal & Daniella

Something about that short interaction made Daniella's spine tingle, but with joy and frustration. She realized she only felt apprehensive about nudism because back at the camp, nobody had done it at all. In fact, in her entire life up until that point she had never seen anyone but herself naked. But here, now, it was normal to be partially or fully naked. It was the social norm, and Daniella had gotten the hang of it surprisingly fast. It felt very freeing, not having to wear clothes. The refreshing city air passed over and under her body, and rather quickly, she found that leaving her arms by her side and not covering up felt relaxing.
She no longer was tense anymore. Something dark and mischievous was starting to surface inside Daniella, even though she didn't realize it.

"I'll tell you what;" Jamal said, reaching his hand over and laying his hand on Daniella's shoulder as they continued to walk. "I can tell you're new 'round here, don't try to bullshit your way 'outta that." Daniella nodded sheepishly. "But, you seem like a nice lady, so I'll offer you a room in my apartment you can stay until you find yourself a job and 'ya own place to stay at. Sound like a deal?" Jamal continued. Daniella was apprehensive at his proposal, she had only met him 10 minutes ago, but she saw no other alternatives. "Alright, sure," Daniella said.

A short while later, Jamal slowed down and approached a large apartment building. They entered, and as soon as they did, Daniella noticed that the Portier was naked and his jacket hanging around his chair. She also noticed very loud slurping and groaning sounds that were coming from under the desk, and that the Portier was having a hard time keeping a straight face. Unmistakably, he was receiving a blowjob from some unknown woman underneath the desk. He briefly looked at both Jamal and Daniella, nodded, and directed his attention back to the girl under his desk. The elevator dinged, and they both got it.

The elevator was already harboring another lady, who must've come from the underground garage. She had dark-blonde hair, decently sized tits, lots of freckles in her face, and was only wearing pink knee-high socks. Dribbling down from her chin down into her bust were the unmistakable remnants of a blowjob. The doors closed and Jamal grinned. Without hesitation, he took his index finger and ran it from the girl's tits, through the cum stream and up to her neck, collecting quite a bit of still fresh, sticky cum. Still smiling, he tapped Daniella on the shoulder with his one free hand. She turned around and saw his finger of cum slowly moving towards her mouth. Very unsure of herself, and reluctantly, Daniella cautiously opened her mouth for Jamal to deposit the cum. Smearing it on her tongue and having her taste it, felt like a jolt. Something inside Daniella awakened. A dark something. A something that given her upbringing made no sense to be inside her. With wide eyes, Daniella thoroughly tasted the cum, then swallowed and licked lips. Jamal grinned and almost lovingly patted her butt cheeks like a pat on the back. "Good girl..." he said into her ear.
Meanwhile, the random girl at the back of the elevator was completely unfazed by the romantic scene in front of her and was much more busy sucking the cum off her boobs.