Chrome, gold and white.What do I last remember?The wedding reception, Karla’s best friend had married for the third time and we had been there to he...p her and the ‘lucky’ man. It had been a pretty fun night, then my stomach felt funny. The wrong mixture of drinks and food at guess.My wife, at least I think it was her, helped me up to the room we had at the hotel. I don’t remember getting there.I wasn’t at the Grand, I wasn’t in our room there. The decor did not match the tasteful look they used. He then started to speak to her by telling her how good she still looked and eventually got around to the point of still wanting to give her the pleasure of a morning orgasm/s. It should be noted, by this point in the phone call her nightgown had shifted and was exposing part of her bare chest. She also noticed that those weren’t shorts that Bob was wearing, but underwear boxer shorts. Kay always could always spot a penis even if it were hidden. As Bob moved his phone around she was certain she. I have a several important meetings I need to attend to today. Mom`s pussy was glistering and I can see there is sticky fluid of some sort between her lips which are now opening slowing while she is getting squat over my face , this is what I call breakfast in bed “roger !! Behave yourself I am still your mother and a lady. mom wrapped my hard cock with her black lacy panties making sure the gusset is over the head of my penis ,and with a firm grip she stated stroking it ,up ,down up, down. When they entered the cherry-wood paneled penthouse elevator, Bill's heart sank even lower. Clearly, Nita's lover was incredibly rich and was taking very good care of her. What if she really likes it? he wondered.When the elevator doors slid smoothly open, he found himself face-to-face with the most beautiful black woman he had ever seen. She was wearing an incredibly sexy white maid's uniform and was holding open the apartment door."Good evening, Miss Anita," she said in the softest, most.