She began to ride me, slowly at first, then faster and faster, it did not take me a lot of time to cum. So I moved her back on the sofa and started to...lick her pussy.By that time, my wife was on her four, the black guy ready to take her doggy style. She was clearly afraid because of his size but was ready to try. He was really gentle, he first introduced his head, very slowly in so wet pussy. When i turned, i could see her pussy juice dripping down his shaft. He was now half way in her and she. She had burned his photographs!His fingers tightened cruelly around her wrist as he stared at the burning photos. His raging anger had finally mastered his embarrassed self-reproach, and her spiteful sarcastic taunts echoed in his mind as the pictures burned, the glossy sheen curling and distorting the naked forms. As flames engulfed the mass of photographs, he pulled one away from the burning heap.With unseeing eyes, he stared at the half-burned snapshot, the two naked figures on it barely. She's not on the pill," Jodi warned."John," Jill cried out. "Don't blow in her, you'll make the c***d pregnant and we don'twant that."He grunted and whipped his fuck pole out of her and sat back on his haunchesstaring at her gaping red hole."Why not suck her?" hissed Jill as she saw him looking at Kyla's quim. "It's a lovelyhole, John. It's young and tender and I'd like to see your tongue go into it. Go on."He nodded and wriggled backward and dropped on his belly with his face inchesfrom her. Ingrid can be such a bitch.”“Did she use this same technique on Johnny?’ I asked,embarrassed to be talking about it but I had wonderedabout Johnny.“Oh no,” Kimberley said. “Ingrid’s technique is to findthe one thing that lets her control people and shecallously uses it. With Johnny, it was money andprestige. Your one thing was easy,” she laughed. “Yourcock!”“And you? What does she use on you to keep you here?”Kimberley.