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But that had always been in private and at the moment they were standing in the hallway of a floor with three other apartments besides their own. Chelsea started to protest…then saw the look in David’s eyes and thought better of it. She glanced around nervously then meekly unbuttoned her white blouse and handed it to him, exposing the lovely lavender-lace brassiere she had chosen that morning in anticipation of their romantic evening. David barely glanced at it. “Skirt.” Chelsea drew a quick breath. Was he planning to make her strip completely naked out here? She had to admit that the thought was exciting, at least in the abstract, but these were their neighbors in the surrounding apartments, people they both knew. If any of them blowjob should open their doors and step out, or worse yet appear at the top of the stairs… Well, in for a penny , she thought to herself. Besides, her skirt was soaked through and she was dying to get out of it, although this certainly wasn’t the location she would have chosen. On the other hand, Chelsea japanese was definitely getting more than a little turned on. So she not only held David’s gaze as she reached behind her back to unfasten and unzip her skirt, she deliberately arched her back slightly as she did so in order to make her breasts lift. In fact, she took quite a bit more time than necessary, enjoying the effect she knew she was having on David - an effect that was somewhat spoiled when she had to struggle and tug at the wet fabric to get it past her hips and thighs without ruining her thigh-high stockings. And when the skirt finally fell around her ankles Chelsea was somewhat asian mortified to discover that her panties were equally soaked…and therefore nearly translucent. It was somehow more obscene than it would have been if she’d been wearing no panties at all. Strangely, the first thought that entered Chelsea’s head after making this discovery was that she was glad she’d shaved that morning. In any case, there was nothing to be done about it. Chelsea stood and waited for David’s next command, expecting to be told to remove her brassiere, then her panties and then – or possibly not, depending on his mood – her stockings. Instead, he took her wrist in his hand and walked past her, turning her as he went. He led her over to the balustrade, the old-fashioned wooden railing that enclosed the stairwell on three sides and descended along the stairs to the bottom. Without a word he bent her over the handrail, giving her a somewhat dizzying public view down the stairwell. He reached over the railing to draw her left hand down and wrapped her fingers around one of the wooden posts. Then he did the same with the other hand before stepping back. This left Chelsea with her head down, her wet hair falling around her face and her breasts practically spilling out of their cups, on the far side of the railing, and her ass high in the air on the other. It was all so strange and had happened so suddenly that Chelsea hadn’t had a moment to consider what David’s purpose might be… SMACK! The sound of David’s hand striking Chelsea’s behind – made even sharper by the wet fabric of her panties – echoed through the stairwell, followed closely by a yelp of pain from Chelsea. Shocked, she instinctively released her hold on the railings and began to straighten, turning toward japan David and saying, “David, what the hell do you…” But she got no further because David placed his hand on the back of her head and shoved her back into position so hard that she had to grasp the railings again just to keep from tumbling over. He held her there with his free hand while he unleashed another flurry of blows on her behind. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 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