The corridor

Leanne decided she'd had enough fun in the sitting room and it wasn't going to get any livelier. She headed for the entrance and turned right down the corridor she had seen on her way in. It was very narrow and dimly lit. Most of the light was coming from a small window at the far end. There was also an odd smell filling the air. More so than the usual pungent odour you associate with old people. Leanne could see doors lining each side of the corridor, which she guessed were the rooms where the residents stayed.

As she walked down the tight corridor Leanne read the names next to each door. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to be doing and was really just searching until she found a name she liked the sound of.

The corridor turned left at the end and Leanne was about to try down there when she heard a lift opening. Just around the corner an old man was being helped by a woman Leanne guessed was one of the workers. She smiled at the pair of them and was greeted warmly by the woman, however the old man's grin was slightly more on the seedy side.

"Oh, John." said the worker. "You're shoelace is untied again."

"I'll get it," declared Leanne, trying to be helpful.

"Thanks, love. I'll just go get him a cup of tea while you do that, then I'll be back. Shouldn't be too long." The worker waddled back the way Leanne had just come from, leaving Leanne alone with the grinning old man.

"Let's sort that lace of yours shall we." She bent down in front of the old man to fasten his shoe. Just as she had almost finished tying it, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She looked up and came face to face with the old man's member.

Leanne gasped in surprise. Despite having only been in the building for less than 20 minutes, this was already the second old man's erection she had seen. She was about to say something but the instant she opened her mouth the old man shoved his cock between her lips. It caught her off guard and she gagged on the fat shaft.

She tried to pull away but there was no escape. The old man was surprisingly strong despite his appearance and held her head firmly as he started to fuck her mouth. Leanne had **** but to willingly give the old man a blow job. She had no real choice and she wasn't against the idea in general. It just caught her a little unawares.

As she fellated the old man Leanne noticed how big his dick was. It filled her mouth and she struggled to take it all in, fighting with the old man while he **** himself inside her mouth. Like Albert's earlier there was something unnatural looking about his member. Although it was too gloomy in the corridor to see it properly and most of it was currently lodged down her throat. Before she had much more time to think about it, Leanne heard footsteps coming their way.

'Crap!' she thought. 'It's probably that working coming back. How am I gonna explain this?'

"John?" came the worker's voice, only metres away from them now. "Are you okay round there?"

"Just... coming," he replied.

The old man struggled with his penis as Leanne tried to fight free. The footsteps were just seconds away now and she was about to get caught sucking off one of the residents. She was pretty sure this wasn't what they had in mind when they asked for volunteers.

With Leanne fearing the worst and unable to escape the old man's grip she suddenly felt the familiar taste of cum flooding her mouth. There was so much of it she had **** but to try and swallow the lot, gagging as it filled her throat. The old man released his grip on her head and coolly guided his satisfied penis back inside his pants. Not a moment too soon as the worker reappeared just after he had tidied himself up.

"All set, John?" asked the worker with a warm smile. "You look like you're ready for that cup of tea now."

Leanne kept her back to the woman while she swallowed the remainder of the cum in her mouth. Using the wall for support she dragged herself back to her feet and turned to face her. Hoping there weren't any revealing remnants clinging to her lips.

"Thanks again, love," she said to Leanne. "Come on, John. Let's get you that cup of tea."

As the two of them disappeared around the corner the old man looked back to give Leanne a knowing wink. She couldn't believe what had just happened and how close she'd come to getting caught. It certainly wasn't going to be as straightforward an afternoon as she thought when she arrived.