That caused him to do a quick mental assessment of the ball of twine: would it be long enough? He thought it should be, so he tied his twine through t...e staple and fixed it securely with a bowline knot. Now, keeping the twine slack, he unwound it as he walked towards the closest tree. His guess was accurate enough, for on reaching the tree, he still had part of his ball intact, if somewhat small. He laid it down on the grass, and returned to the house. Going inside, he spoke to the watching. ” I stammered something, and stepped in. Mrs. Baker was dressed in a fur coat, which surprised me as the weather was still too warm for a heavy coat. She saw me staring at it. “Oh! Yes, the coat. It’s a birthday present from my husband Tom. I was just trying it on. Do you like it?” “Yes. It’s beautiful. Uhh, Mrs. Baker, I just came by to tell you that I can’t…” “Feel the coat, Neal. It’s fox fur. It feels so soft. Go ahead, Neal, feel it. And call me Betty.” I ran my free hand over the. '" His voice raising to a high falsetto as he portrayed some wimpy excuse for a hubby that followed his now black cock addicted wife around the lounge. The entire posse would roared with laughter."Yeah bros just hang on, let me break them pretty white bitches in and they will do anything for you. They deserve the best, which is me, and when I am done they crave black cock. I have seen two dozen marriages fall apart after I got done showing the little misses what a man could do to their tight. Priya was single and Neha had a boyfriend.I told them I will give details later, and they were like “what a slut”!! So Priya gave me a joint she had rolled and we got back into the party. Everyone was so high on some drug or the other, I was just loving the energy in the place. I had a couple of shots and the joint and we got back on the dance floor. I could feel some of my cum dripping down my thighs from my pussy making me even more horny. My pussy still felt a little sore from the pounding.