"Renee followed her young master inside.She didn't sleep the first night.The couch was comfortable, as were the pajamas Sawyer had found. He hadn't ac...ed as if he was planning on ... on removing them in the night, but Claude had surprised her the first time. She wasn't going to let it happen again.He had gone to his bed and she had gone to her couch. She had listened to his breathing relax, but that didn't mean anything. If she fell asleep, he could always wake up.Renee had waited. She'd waited. Yes it was a pain in the ass some mornings, but if you had to eat that crap, which I did, it was the only way to go.After my breakfast it was ten twenty, so I sat by the window looking out over the parking lot and at my covered three wheeled scooter stashed in the far corner. As I always did looking through those windows, I was reminded of the renovations done to the old building. The ones minimally necessary to make it suitable for us old farts. The triple glazed plastic framed windows were. “Cum in me. Oh, yes. Oh, flood my body. Fill me with your cum. I need it. Give me what I need.”“You heard her,” grunted my husband, driving so hard into my bowels, my pussy spasming on Carmanjelo’s dick.“Yes, Dr. Jackson,” groaned my boytoy. His face contorted.His cock erupted into my spasming, pussy, his Black seed flooding my White, married cunt. The idea alone sent another orgasm bursting through my body. My bowels writhed about my husband’s cock. He drove so hard into me.And filled. "Yeah, I ruined her pussy." He grabbed his bulge through the thin material drawing her eyes.She didn't believe it could really be that big but he had her curious again."You're terrible." She laughed stealing another glance at his growing bulge.Still intoxicated Amber was almost giddy, their conversation became laced with innuendo and dirty jokes. She told herself they were just having fun but when she found herself staring at his crotch she realized just how horny she was, she knew she should.