Yes," she muttered, and I pulled out, the condom now lathered in her sticky girl cum as I painfully pulled at the tight rubber band near my base and p...lled it back off of my stained meat. "You didn't cum?" she asked disappointedly."As I said, these ones are too small," I sighed with pleasure at finally having the damned thing off so my swollen member could breathe free again. I tried to make a joke out of it, "Guess you'll just have to use that return policy, I…"She surprised me again by. Sighing, I had a feeling this was what she had in mind. Every time I got done working, she insisted I shower and when I came out there was always an outfit waiting for me on the bed upstairs. But it was always lingerie for wearing around the house when we were alone. These were going out clothes. I suppose I knew because I made sure to shave my legs and underarms before I came over. I slipped on the panties and to my surprise they had a pouch in front that kept me out of danger from. “You with me so far?” I asked “Yes, so who would actually buy it?” “I don’t know. My cousin or something. Someone I can trust, but unknown to Craig.” “But he would need the money?” Elizabeth was starting to see the rub. “I would have to provide that.” “You! You’d buy my painting?” “Yes.” “But you’d want the money back?” “No. You can keep the money.” “Cindy! How much are we talking?” “Maybe five thousand.” “But I can’t pay you back.” “I don’t want you to pay me back. Well, if everything works. As she stood up and then went to the bedroom, the three studs drew near. With her mouth slightly open Kristi's eyes darted from one cock to another as if surveying the prized pricks. The guys began pumping their saliva-coated shafts to even greater heights, and uncontrollably, Kristi spread her legs and began to masturbate her already wet pussy at the thought of the upcoming fuck of her life. Then Steve jumped on the bed, got between her legs, and pushed his black muscle into Kristi's.