"Oh! So that's why you felt so hot?" Gwenda, I am so terribly sorry..."But Gwenda looks up at me - and just smiles; she smiles slyly back at me. "Well...Joseph, from now on we just might as well fuck properly. Bareback. We can't make it any worse." What? How do you mean?" Now I'm feeling dim as well as incompetent."Because today is the day I ovulated! I have made a man of you Joseph McEwan. You have just made a black girl pregnant!"I don't know what to do or say. For a moment – a long. Lying on the floor, I kissed her pussy and slipped my tongue deep inside her, darting it in and out, flicking it up and down inside her, tasting her completely. She gasped, and I let go of her legs, sliding my tongue up to her clit, flicking my tongue, sucking on her clit with my lips. Her legs wrapped around my head, with her calves d****d down my back, and she tightened her grip, drawing me even closer to her. The taste of her drove me wild, and I struggled to maintain some sort of control. "He climbed back up so he could kiss me while softly rubbing his cock against my pussy lips. I rolled over and climbed onto all fours as he knelt behind me, positioning his cock against my tight arsehole. I could feel the precum oozing out of his cock and into my arse-crack.He grabbed my hips and pulled hard as he slid slowly into my arse, struggling as it was so tight. It felt like my arse was going to explode; he was so big.When he was fully in me, he positioned himself and took a tighter. Nigel looked up from time to time at the stage and smiled at Jayne’s graceful form dancing to his music. Then he would glance over his shoulder for a moment at Jon and smile before returning his attention to the instrument. Jon knew that this was no ordinary night. The sparse warm stage lighting lit up her every move. The music was lush and the dancing was delightful. He felt as if he could have fallen in love this night … and maybe he did. When she finished and took a bow while Nigel paused to.