Ana said she had seen his cock and she could not wait to feel it in her soaking wet pussy.It was just after ten when I heard someone pulling up our dr...veway. I peeked out the window and saw a black man get out of the car. It was dark so I could not see his face.Anita ordered me to leave the room, so she could greet him alone.I could hear his voice; it was deep and he had a strange accent…He asked about her husband and Ana then called me to join them.After he introduced himself as Paul, I. I hear his inarticulate whispers."Oh babydoll, daddy's about to cum..."I wonder if he wants me to let go, if he wants to shoot his load on my face. I read about men who like that. I also know that some like it when the woman swallows all the cum squirting out of them. I decide to keep sucking him until he pulls my hair to get my mouth off his cock. And if he doesn't I'll suck and suck and suck until he blows a hot load in my mouth, down my throat, and I'll swallow it all.Soon, I feel his cock. With one swift movement, Sam’s up over me. His strong arms holding himself up above me, I wrap my legs around him. “You look so fucking sexy when you cum. You make the cutest face, and the way you scream my name. Damn, do I love you, Blondie,” his lips fall onto mine, my lips meeting his. “I love you, Sammy. I like how hard you can make me cum,” I giggle at him. I use the name he hates, saying it’s a childish name. I can’t help it though, I love calling him Sammy. “I’m going to let you get. When she heard the door opening she stood up to greet him.James walked up to his wife, kissed her tenderly on the lips, and then embraced her. After a moment or two he stepped back from her and then led her, by the hand to the small couch next to the coffee table. They sat side by side, holding hands when, quite unexpectedly, a tears welled up in Ali’s eyes and then rolled, slowly, down her cheeks.“Ali, it’s okay. You hurt me, but, perversely, because of your honesty, I think I understand. I.