She wanted him, badly. She had to have it all more then ever. It was worse then ever as he kept on kissing her and even moving that tongue of his arou...d her. Finally, she felt it. They fell to the bed. Okay, so what if they were only sitting down. He still kissed her. It still felt…Ohhh freaking God, she said to herself as the internal gauge inside of her rose and even rose higher. It felt as if she was…perspiring. No, I’m not doing that but I sure feel like I am. Oh Lord, Darrell…don’t stop!. The college book was where things got really good. Found out that the VHS tapes in that box that said National Geographic had been recorded over and were really home made sex tapes. In College mom and Shelly and two other girls rented a house and had wild parties all the time and most of those ended up becoming wild sex parties and thankfully mom recorded those with a cam corder. It would appear that they would turn on the camera and whoever was not fucking was to grab it a tape what was going. Kicking off my shoes and socks left me naked before her. I stood to attention again, still and silent, my breathing deep with anticipation. My dick was now rock hard and thrust out waiting for action. I could stop looking at her great legs and short, short dress. She walked around me. My head followed her instinctively, and her hand flew up and struck my other cheek. "Face forward!" she snapped. Once she had made a complete circle of me, she told me to sit on a chair that was stood in front of. It was almost as if she was defending him."Well, maybe they don't want chairs. Maybe they're comfortable with the way they are. Why blame him?" she asked.The husbands all blushed while the other women remained quiet. Their constant gazing upon the black stud across the large pool was humbling to us.The two white women sat at his side, opening bottles of import beer for him every 30 minutes. They were sharing the marijuana cigarettes he lit from time to time, and simply looking up to him as if.