I was powerless to stop him.His small hand encircled my cock shaft and he moaned in pained admiration. I was unable to move or speak as I watched him....In his own world, he cupped my balls and slowly and gently began to masturbate me. This new experience for me didn't allow consequences to enter my thoughts. I towered over him and could see the look of adoration as he bent slowly and lowered his mouth onto the head of my cock. At the moment I felt the wetness of his tongue, my legs involuntarily. I gave her a thumbs up gesture of encouragement, and she took it from there.Fortunately, even though things got noisy as the three of them thrashed around on the sheets, fucking, sucking, kissing, and fondling each other as if that was the last time either of them would ever get to do this, I didn't have to get up and check on the baby. Mara was right---everyone of these African guys had those BIG and very BLACK cocks aw Omar had possessed as well---and, like Omar, they seemed to instinctively. ”“So, that’s four super melts, two chicken finger platters, one cheeseburger, one half rack of ribs, and one Cobb salad. Is that correct?”The group nodded in agreement.“Your samplers will be right out.”“So” Kara started softly “last night, huh?”Allison blushed. “Yeah.”“How many times? Was it what you were hoping for?”Allison sighed. “If you must know; three times, eleven orgasms. One of which was in the shower.” Kara’s jaw dropped slightly. “You asked.”“Yeah, I did. Did the first time hurt?”“It. As the water cascaded into the washing machine the Beast withdrew its hand from her intimate place, and it touched her shoulder, gently turning her."Fabric Softener," was all it said, in a wistful tone.***Sarah adds the fabric softener, not being at all stingy as the Laundry Beast growl's appreciatively behind her. Then she takes out the generic laundry detergent, but as it looks at her with a hurt expression, saying nothing but emanating 'why?' into the air, she pulls out the expensive stuff..