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John was hyped to try out more red-striped doors now. Remembering what the blonde slut said, he took the elevator down to the 12th floor. As the doors opened he looked left and right. There were two of them here! One special door on either side. John chose the right-hand one. With his pants in his hands, still half naked he pushed down the door handle. It opened, as it should. Not locked.

John took a cautious step inside the smallish hallway. He could not see anyone. He took a look around the corner. No one in the kitchen. No one in the living room either. John was just wondering if she was just simply not home, as he heard noises from a closed door to his left. By the looks of it, the bathroom door. He stepped closer and.. yes. Yes, he was sure now. He could definitely hear moaning sounds. A woman moaned, even though the sound was muffled by the door. Was she maybe not alone in there? He did however not hear another male voice. Or female for that matter. Just listening to her for a while drove John even more crazy.

Fuck it, he thought and opened the door, cautiously so as to not attract attention right away. His jaw dropped. John was not sure what he had expected. Especially after hearing those sounds. But somehow not this. He was looking at the nice round ass of a brunette, crouching on all fours on her bathroom floor as she was pleasuring herself by shoving a pink dildo in and out of her pussy from behind.

The door was open now, but she just kept going. In and out it went, and she seemed to be enjoying it. John had the feeling she did not even notice him, not even now that he was standing right behind her, stroking his cock slowly as he watched her impale herself with that pink toy. Well, thought John, he would make sure that she noticed him! Just as she was rearranging her hands a bit to get a better angle with her dildo, John took the opportunity and pulled it away from her. "What the..." he could hear her say before John had replaced her toy with his hard cock, the tip of which was now pressing against her swollen pussy. She let out a low guttural groaning sound "Y.. You.. I.. oh fuck" she stammered. She did not turn around. It was as if she thought looking over her shoulder would destroy this dream from becoming true.

John did not waste any more time with her. Getting a tight grip on her wide hips he started to pound and pound her drenching hole as her intense lustful screams echoed of the tiled walls around them. "This.. this is.. AHHH.. iss.. Hmm just.. AHh shit yes YESS" she screamed as John hammered inside of her, smacking her plump ass with his flat hand every now and then. He picked up the dildo from the ground and stuck it up her ass, still pounding her wildly. He could feel her shaking several times, as she came all over his cock, pretty much nonstop.

But somehow, some small voice inside him told John that there was more. More to see here. More to find before he finished. As wordlessly as he came in, John stood up again, leaving her with a dildo stuck in her ass and left her apartment. There was one more door to see!