"I kept on looking at her trying to see any signs of dishonesty but all that I could see was anticipation turning into puzzlement. I sighed deeply."I'... sorry, Sondra. I just didn't know if I could trust you or not."After that she looked even more puzzled if that was possible. When I gave her a run-down about who I was and why I was there, I could see the look on her face change from puzzlement to anger and from anger to grief and from grief to determination. When I was finished she opened her. He was wearing a suit and open white shirt, plus he was sat with an old white guy?Mick was asked by the old guy if he was my hubby and he said yes to him? He was happy with that and started to examine me staring at my ass and tits?The old man asked us all what we wanted to drink, Mick still wondering why he was there?'I see you don't mind that big black lads go with your Mrs?', he asked Mick.Mick was shocked that strangers knew this fact! I in the meantime eager to have plenty of dick in me was. Her pussy encased me like molten honey as my cock slid fully inside her. I moaned loudly as her legs locked over my hips.She looked up at me, and gave me a teasing smile. “I hope you make the most of it, babe. Next month that little pecker of yours will probably be even tinier…” She giggled softly.I gasped, and subspace increased its almost narcotic grip me. I found myself uttering: “You want me to keep wearing the tube? To get even smaller?”“Yes – I do!” Mandy replied huskily. “Now – are you. . a voice obviously my son's."Oh this is delicious," the black teen roared in laughter, before adding, "boy, were you supposed to be my cock sucker?" I-um...." my son babbled, as I quickly tried to stand up, mortified to be caught by my son, but was pushed helplessly back to my knees by the black teen. "You're not finished yet! Clean it up, cock sucker," as he shoved his cock back in my mouth.I was mortified, not only at being used by a black stranger, but at being caught in the act by my own.