He can hardly breathe. His laughter is contagious, Ellenor starts to laugh too, and doesn’t care about the running mascara. She rubs her eyes. ‘Yo... look like a raccoon,’ Sam giggles, and gets her a paper napkin out of a box. The word ‘raccoon’ sends them both into another giggling frenzy. They’re overtired, and they laugh at anything right now. OK, so her first try wasn’t as great a success as she had hoped for. That can happen to anyone. Ellenor’s not gonna give up on the bimbo-experiment. The. She looked at me like I was crazy. I just flat out asked Karma if she had a problem with black people. She replied “No, god no. One of my ex-girlfriends were black.” I asked her then why she had a problem with me bringing home 2 black guys. She said “Doesn’t their size her you?” I explained to her that it didn’t hurt at all and it was very pleasurable and I told her that not all black guys are huge but in general black guys are bigger than white guys. I also explained to her that it was more of. It was lip smacking tingly delight. It pulsated and my nipples just hardened and responded with tingly pleasure to the amazing reverberations making my big boobs judder, jiggle and jounce. “Oh fuck that’s good” I mouthed out loud.Of course I headed way south rather quickly after that stunning response by my tits. I played around my pussy lips, my pussy opening and clit hood, all riveted and flesh seduced by the throbbing pulses of the toy. Fuck it was better than I could do myself or even a. " Cindy spoke with the hint of authority.Chrissy turned and looked at her mother. Her mother could tell that she had been crying yet put on a front. Chrissy got up and went to her mother. "Does daddy still love me?" She asked her mother. Tears ran down her cheeks."Honey, he loved you since the day you were born. Why would you think that he wouldn't?" Cindy asked knowing the answer.She had a feeling her daughter would still be upset about today's events. It was part of the reason she had allowed.