"I know, right? I was shopping for Shana and I found they had this pattern in all sizes and I got a pair for myself too. I thought you would like the...." Mounika explained."Go ahead and get in bed honey", she directed Shana as she turned out most of the lights, leaving only the bedside lamp lit. "I told her that since her mother has apparently disappeared, that she can call me mommy now. I guess that makes you the closest thing to a daddy she has ever had."Shana clambered over me and dove. Elated, I opened my eyes. We looked into each other. His eyes were sparkling and speaking so many love-tales. “What do you want me to do with you?” he asked. I inserted my fingers into his dense hairs, held him by his hairs and jerking his head, urged him, “Fuck me. Fuck me now, immediately.” As time went, waves of pleasure rippled through my body. Tossing my head this side and that side, moaning and groaning, I lifted my buttocks and pushed the gash of my cunt at his face. Suddenly my abdomen. We crossed the wide pavement and knocked at an old brass knocker in the centre of the door. Just like a bad old horror movie the door squealed open on tortured hinges. “Sounds like that needs some lubrication” said Carl. “Not like these two” replied Andy, indicating the two of us stood behind the men. “Cheeky bugger”, said Lorraine, digging Andy in the ribs.Lorraine looked absolutely stunning; she was wearing a short black dress, with a strap crossing only her right shoulder, her left shoulder. It took no time at all for her to succumb to a wailing orgasm as her juices squirted over the hand that held the fat toy buried in her cunt. So violent was her squealing that inevitably heads were raised and turned in her direction. Loretta came down from her high and opening her eyes saw with satisfaction that she had gained most people’s attention.She held up the wet and shiny toy and gestured for volunteers to come and take it from her saying, “Ladies, this is what a Black man can give you..