I knew at the time that she had been unfaithful but I still searched for her doggedly. Why was that?Was my search really love for her? Was love behind...my drive to ensure she was not in danger from herself or others? Wasn’t that real love? When I rushed off to find her as soon as I knew where she was and before I knew about Bryn, I realised now that I had to have been seeking her return, seeking to reclaim her, not just to find answers. Wasn’t that the truth? Wasn’t that love? So why didn’t it. My cock was swelling. "I want to be your fantasy ... and my fantasy, too! It is so wonderful being Marcus's slut!" she gushed. "My fantasy was to see a big black cock stretching your cunt as it slid in deep," I said. I wanted her to talk. "I love that feeling of a big cock in me. I could never go back now that I experienced Ty, Ben, and Marcus's pleasure tools," she cooed. She put her arms around the homie and started kissing. His thick lips covered her mouth. His hands reached inside her. I kissed all over it and literally licked it. It was giving her goosebumps all over the body. I started removing her pallu while she was busy stroking my guy over my track pants. She had a matching blouse with some patterns for which I thought I could form an equation to explain the pattern. But, it wasn’t the time for that. I held her fingers and pinned her against the wall and was passionately kissing her. We were so much immersed into kissing that we spent a good deal of twenty minutes. On a. My cock stiffened more as I listened to her moaning with a cat voice, instead of Aaaahhhh and Oooohhhh it was Meeeoooooow, meeeeeeew, myaaaaaaa. Ooooohhh, God yes, I moaned, getting close to losing the battle over holding my orgasm back. Amanda put her hand on my shoulder to get my attention. I want your cream pie in my pussy, she said, spreading her legs open for me. She had finished getting naked while I had been otherwise occupied. There wasnt any time to waste. I grabbed Meowlissa under her.