His eyes were burning into her exposed skin causing her to become aroused. But being excited and doing something about it were two different things. S...e loved the attention but he was her husband's boss. He was big, strong and athletic looking and he exuded white male confidence and dominance. It was arousing to Monique. He looked to be a man that black people did not say 'no' to.Two hours later it seemed a lot of the crowd had gone into the house. The darkness of nightfall apparently had sent. Lowering herself deeper, then retrieving slightly only to then go even deeper. Soon there motion was rhythmic. Caro working hard, lifting herself up then dropping down the wide long pole going deeper every time. I felt drops of warm fluid falling on to my feet. Wondering how a cock of Tristan's proportion would feel when deep inside me. Would Tristan be able to force his fat cock into me? How deep could he go? “ He could never go all the way” I spluttered. And Caro? Can she take him all?Looking. She tastes sweet against my mouth as I lap easily against her clit, down to her pussy hole. I begin to probe her tight little hole with my tongue as I feel her whine under me as she is resting on her back. I can feel her legs shake slightly as I tease her. When I know she is wet enough I let her legs fall easily against the bed as I lean over to get a vibrator. A smile widens on her face as she sees me. I slide the entire vibrator into her with a bit of force, she is so tight. Her pussy grips. No matter how bad your mood is, just going into the building helps improve it. It’s the place where you seek refuge from the world. The traditions and rituals ground you, and let you deal with a, pardon the expression, crazy world. You even tell time by it, for Pete’s sake!”“I know, and that makes me wonder if that’s what kept Angie stable between her two incidents, until her condition became severe enough that medication was required. It’s something I’m going to have to ask Doctor Mercer.