?I turned the camera to Mark, getting a close up of his face. ?What are you thinking about, if you don’t mind my asking??He never did. Mark and Jean...both enjoyed the attention. Otherwise they would never let me document their story. It was far too dangerous.?Actually,? he said, ?I was just wondering what kind of nipples our little friend has. I hope she doesn’t have the big puffy areolas. I’ve never cared for those.?I shuddered. It wasn’t my place to judge him; I was just here to record him.. Spreading her legs wide, she looked at the three black men who all, in some way, had been inside her; their cock’s glistened with her saliva and juice.Otis was the first to move. He knelt on the bed and positioned himself over Beverly, the tip of his cock coming to rest just at the lips of her pussy. She looked up at him and followed his muscular body down until she saw his cock pointing at her wet pussy. She loved the contrast in their skin tones, her white skin seemed to almost glow against. Does the pretty boy fuck also?" Not yet." Seth replied as he held the sides of head and started to fuck my mouth a little harder, "But he will soon. He's got a nice ass! Have you noticed in the showers?" Yeah I've noticed that he had a cute little bubble butt. I can't wait to get into that." Mark said as he knelt down beside me and started to squeeze my ass.He got close to my ear and said, "Soon I'm gonna be fuckin that little ass of yours pretty boy and I'm also going to be fuckin your wife's. The air conditioning was on pretty high (Baltimore in midsummer is not Saskatoon, Saskatchewan), and Maria's sleeping form was blanketed, right up to the neck. I'd kinda been hoping for one of those incredible shots you see in the movies, where the covers are askew and the woman's trim, voluptuous, curvy bare hip is protruding evocatively -- beckoning, beckoning... Nope. Maria was all covered up.Poor baby! Maybe I should let her get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow was a working day, after all..