. hhhhaaaa... hhhhaaaa...” His jowls were all a-quiver. Then the flesh of his thighs and his juddering rump. “HHHHAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!” The lust spu...ted violently. Again... and again... Again and again and again... All the time Quentin kept his right grip on Julia’s thighs, his belly still pounding her co-operatively jerking and wriggling bottom... Then, finally, still buried in her, Quentin slumped down... panting... wet-mouthed... eyes a little glazed. That had been good... Very good indeed.... For at least five more minutes this middle aged black giant fucked my asshole hard and deep. I soon felt his balls slapping at my pussy lips signifying that he was giving me his full ten inches with each thrust.My pussy was getting punch drunk from his balls. It felt like someone was spanking my cunt lips with a marble bag. His cock head felt like it was going into my stomach. Deeper and deeper he pounded me and just as I started thinking that I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt his cock. She said your wife gave birth to a boy this morning about six a.m. She has named him Rodney Roger Thomas, Jr." That's nice." I pushed by her and came into the kitchen. Somehow this wasn't a surprise. I knew the baby was coming, of course, and knowing Ginger, the name wasn't that much of a surprise either. I would have to think about this before I decided if what Ginger had done bothered me all that much.Bertha stood there watching me as I ignored her and went about my duties in the kitchen. "I. He said, "I saw you come in. You seemed to have figured it out. Most people just putt around or give up. Every now and then I have to go out and get them."Carole and I stopped for my book and her beach bag. We walked back to the hotel and she asked, "Can I stop by my place and get a change of clothes for after our shower?"I said, "I'm not sure I want you wearing clothes after our shower, but you can pick something up to walk back to your room in, if I let you leave my room that is." Such a.