He wasted not a second longer and delved right into my sticky, hot, filled vagina. His fingers, too, explored the inner walls of my cavity, but unlike...Sandeep’s my husband’s fingers were enveloped by a thick, tacky, living glob of seed which was not his own. His fingers danced inside, enjoying the thought of his fantasy finally coming true. Lying back, I watched and enjoyed my lover’s delight in my overflowing vagina. He removed his fingers, brought them into better light, and rubbed them. She couldn’t believe he was doing this right here and right now, when anyone could walk in on them and possibly hear them. Clyde began pushing hard and quick into Janet’s pussy. As she started to get louder, he put one of his hands over her mouth to keep her quiet. For some reason, this turned them both on tremendously and they were both soon cumming. When Clyde pulled out, he reached down and picked up Janet’s panties. HE held them up for her to see and told her he expected her to not where. I had finished preparing all the bills as well and so I was out in next minute. Within about an hour, I had collected most bills and it was getting really hot when I thought to hit the last house here and quit to come back until the afternoon and make collections on the other side streets. I was feeling thirsty and day’s heat being unbearable. Soon as I turned into the street, I saw the house lady and she saw me also. I don’t recall her name but do remember, she was about 30, not fat or chubby. I would love having you as my bull.” “As your bull--I’m going to make sure you’re going to get it everyday.” “Mmmmm.” I said smiling. “And some friends too. Would you like that? Having a BBC two--three times a day?” “Yes.” “I’m going to make you my black cock slut. Would you like that?” “Yes.”When we came back to where my husband was I told him I had just gotten the best cock I had ever had. I told him that he stretched my pussy and went where no man had gone before adding that I loved.