She cried out my name and took my hair, bucked her hips and smothered me, used me. Then I felt her mouth down there. Her tongue teased my clit with ... rapid flicker. I moaned as I licked and raked my nails over her plump ass. Occasionally I gave it a hard smack. She loved that. She talked dirty to me, calling me her little pussy girl.She was obviously more experienced than me but I held my own. We came together and came again and then collapsed in sweat and exhaustion. We lay there for a. Scott's concern about carrier pigeon messages seemed to have been well founded, as he noticed increased numbers of armed men out abroad the next day. He continually had to detour through wooded areas to avoid them and as a consequence his progress was slowed significantly. He was headed for Glaschu (modern day Glasgow) as the closest place he knew where he would be able to ford the great Clyde Water, which he needed to do if he was to reach Ayrshire. Once across the Clyde he should be safe.His. John joined too and the three of them kissed and played as they slowly pulled off his clothes. He was well built, and when they pulled off his pants the bulge in his underwear was impressive. He was clearly into both of them, and it was hot watching the three of them play. His cock had to be nine inches and very fat. It wasn’t like a record or anything, but it was very big, and I got very stiff just looking at it. It did not take my Wife and John long to get it fully erect.Up to that. But they also acted as an arousing challenge for many black men to have the delicious treat of fucking a white wife of another man. Her husband had now become a cuckold. In the privacy of their home, he dressed in her panties and was covered in his own cum. She had seen it when she got home.She looked breathtaking. A high waisted skirt with a wide black leather belt emphasized her big breasts. She had worn a 'shelf' bra and a crisp white blouse which she was sure would please 'Rod' whom she.