I said you dont even like the guy, why would you fuck him. That just made her cry harder. I said what about the orgy with your co-workers, and she jus... hung her head and said they were blackmailing her into it. I said what about the two big niggers, and she said they were debt collectors. I said you licked their cocks clean, how nasty, and you look like you enjoyed it. All she did was cry. I said I really dont want anything to do with you, I dont want to kiss or have sex with you, or sleep in. He pushed her slowly to her knees and when she was ready George fed his cock into her hungry mouth.Early in their marriage Cynthia had been an enthusiastic giver of head. As the years rolled by that enthusiasm diminished to point that actual requests for head were routinely turn down. Needless to say it had been quite awhile since she had blown Jack so he was surprised to see how easily George had her sucking on his cock. George was trying to encourage her to take more of his cock and. I ran my thumb in and out of her hole all the way up to my knuckle. She has a strange head board, really only a plank of wood, as wide as the bed and only about a foot high. She grabbed the head board to push back against my cock and thumb. “Harder! Harder!” she yelled as she looked back at me. “Do it harder!” I slammed my cock into her pussy as hard and as fast as I could, and did the same with my thumb. She hung her head down, her hair falling down toward the bed sheet; and she made. ”“Yes. Eventually.”“But these longer trips ... you need to wait for it to be safe ... for the rest of us.”“For you, my love, and for your boyfriends, if they want.”“We do,” both young men chimed in.“And Chanda?” Kim asks.“I will stay here,” Chanda answers. “Until Nick changes skin. Perhaps I will go off whoring. Perhaps find a local genius to inspire. But this will be my home far more than it will be Nick’s.”“And when Nick changes?”“I will protect him during that vulnerable moment, and then it.