Four inches in, then five.Lauren closed her eyes briefly as she felt her pussy being stretched by the width of the black man's dick. She wiggled her a...s again, trying to somehow make room for what was to come.Gerrell stopped, then pulled a few inches out. He sawed back in, pushing another inch inside her, then two, then three.Lauren was gasping as she felt the fullness of the veiny cock probing inside her, going past the depth that her husband could reach. But, it wasn't the length that had her. My only concern was how to move her in the right direction without seeming too anxious and turning her off. I had no idea what delights awaited me, while worried about her response to my intended advances. I shouldn’t have worried. “I don’t know why you boys are so shy about doing things with a girl,” Cherie said coyly, while undoing the top two buttons on her shirt. “If you try something we don’t want to do, we’ll tell you.” She tilted her head back and her parted mouth became a moist little. Actually he was an old lover. Harry was the second man I'd ever had sex with. "Mind if I join you?" and I told him to go ahead. Six drinks later I was on my back on a bed in the Bide-A-Wee Motel as Harry tried to make up for the eight years he hadn't seen my pussy. It was my first time being unfaithful to my husband, which kind of shows just how pissed at him I really was.Harry fucked me four times that afternoon and we were getting dressed to leave when he asked if he could see me again. I was. His eyes moved down her body. Something told her he was checking her out. She smirked again. "This is new..." She thought. That day she was wearing a skirt, showing off her flawless ebony legs. She wasn't doing very good in the class."This shit might work..." Sharmell thought, as she licked her lips seductively and put her skirt a tad bit up, exposing a bit more of her thighs. The assistant stayed in that vicinity after giving the quizzes to the professor. She promptly went back to do more.