I wanted Marcus to keep filming with me. I wanted him. It took me forever to get to sleep that night, even though I was exhausted from Marcus’ exp...rt fucking abilities.I rolled over and thought about him – his black cock. I made plans to have it in me again.A couple days later at the hospital, I made my way up to Marcus’ floor. I said hello, smiled, and said I just wanted to talk to him. We slipped into a small conference room. I asked why he no longer wanted to film. He said his. I’ve heard a lot of guys get whiskey-dick when they drink but I get insatiable when I drink. I could fuck all night!“So let’s see how well you do on this dick. Get on your knees and get me hard again,” Morgan ordered, her tone demanding. Jason looked fearfully down at her slick half-hard tool that had just incapacitated another boy and hesitated. Morgan shoved him to his knees and barked, “One thing I won’t tolerate is disobedience. Do what I say or it will be much worse for you. Keeping me. He was a huge black guy and smiled as he worked on Anita`s skin, as he watched me fingering my wife, getting her to the verge of an orgasm…Two black guys entered the tattoo parlor just as we were finishing up. Both were young and muscled. I felt my wife almost came in my fingers as she saw them. Ana asked them if they wanted their dicks sucked by a white married bitch.Both young men could not believe their luck; smiling and taking out their huge black cocks. Ana fell onto her knees and started. ” Amy was on her knees directly in front of me. She reached both hands up as high as she could. She ran her nails down my chest, over my stomach, and stopped at my zipper. She looked me right in the eye and said, “This is my favorite part.” She undid the buckle and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I stepped out of my trousers and kicked them to the side. Amy was stroking the bulge in my boxers. “I’ve been wanting this for a long time,” she said. She pulled.