She literally howled like a woman possessed, a woman possessed with both love and lust. Her nipples hardened so much that even the extra padding and c...nfines of her bra couldn’t prevent them from tenting through her blouse. I fucked her hard and fast, feeling one orgasm after another building and releasing like waves crashing onto a beach. By her third orgasm I couldn’t hold back and released deep inside her. The intensity of my own orgasm was so strong that my legs felt weak and I struggled to. Still giggling, she carried the pots and pans to the small pickup truck, and, with a great deal of protest from the rusted internals of the tailgate, managed to get the milk jug into the back of the truck.Driving to the Bank of America branch, she made her plans."Miss, do you have an account with us?" Lenore had the luck of the draw, and gotten the branch manager when she'd asked about converting loose change. The man seemed to be in his late twenties, and appeared to take himself and his job. The hard head of her erect cock squeezed into my lubricious cleft. I gasped at the pleasurable pain as she plunged her thick baton deep inside of me. She immediately relented, and gallantly let her brimming cock nestle in my ass, allowing my tight passage to accommodate her girth.Within a short while the pain had subsided, and she inched deeper inside me. Having her red-hot rod corked in my stretched rear was unusual, yet richly satisfying. Brisa waited patiently before slowly pulling her. She'd never felt something like this before, the warmth of Melissa's finger tracing circles all around her lips and her pussy. She wanted to lie down. She wanted to spread herself all the way open to Melissa. They heard a noise from across the courtyard. “Girls!” It was the head slave, Justina yelling from the back door. “Where the hell are you?” Melissa stepped away, from Lystra quickly. They were both out of breath and darted around for their clothes before Justina came inside the washing.