Fuck my face hard. Fuck my slutty little mouth. My eyes are watering, you look down at me. Are you in control? NO. Stand up. Both my hands on your coc... now. My eyes watering from the assault of your cock on my throat. My breathing harsh. My chest heaving. Look at my tits aren’t they glowing? Do you want to spank them? I think you do. Do it, slam your palm on them and watch them tremble too. Look how red they are. They will look so good covered in cum. in front of you on my knees. Isn’t that. I said that some white women would never be attracted to a black guy, especially if it meant cheating on their husbands…Barry picked up the gauntlet, saying he would bet me a hundred- dollar bill that he could fuck any woman I picked for him…I said I would win; so I took out my wallet and showed him my sexy wife’s picture. Anita was just in her late thirties and she looked hot.Barry looked at the picture and raised his eyebrows in surprise, asking if she was my own wife. I told him that Anita. "They had almost reached the garage where Laura's car was parked when they ran into Laura's old boyfriend Rob heading into the same garage. He was dressed in an expensive, tailored, navy blue, pinstriped suit and looked pretty sharp. Laura had not seen him for months, and her feelings about him had been ambivalent for even longer than that, but she could not deny that he looked pretty good, and she smiled back at him as he walked up to them, giving Chanitra an appraising glance at the same. .. sometimes ... they went nowhere at all.“Well,” she said, sighing in defeat. “Let’s go.”Frank started the car. It sounded deafeningly loud after the silence they had been sitting in. He squinted as he turned on the lights, illuminating their surroundings brightly. He drove the car back onto the highway and, speeding up to seventy-five miles an hour again, set the speed control and relaxed.After ten minutes of driving, Tanya quietly cooed, “Fraa-aank.”“Hmm?” he answered, knowing what she was.