“Please fuck me, Abam!” Sandra almost shouted as if some kind of inhibition had gone, “Fuck me good!”The African immediately went along with h...r command. Starting slow, only to gradually increase the pace, he was holding her hips in place, letting one hefty thrust after another smash inside Sandra’s swollen and soaking pussy with deep growls of desire and pleasure passing his thick, black lips.Several times did Sandra try to give her husband a well-deserved blowjob while her black lover was. I stopped looking at the screen and looked down to a hole in the wall. Sticking out of the hole was a man's hand. With his forefinger he was motioning me closer.The thought of pulling up my pants and leaving never occurred to me. Instead, with my pants around my ankles, I shuffled a little closer. The hand disappeared inside the hole. I realized what he wanted and, taking another deep breath. I stepped forward and put my dick in the hole.I felt his hand on my cock, stroking it a bit and then. But it was a bit too much. She was very generous and was completely fine with me being naked in and around the house. As long as nobody put their eyes my huge cock. Which I was fine with. There’s nothing I love more than having somebody enjoy the sight of my dick. I can only assume that other people feel as good as I do when I drink in a beautiful body, breasts, and other sensual body parts. Sadly some people do not get so excited so easily, and not for hours at a time. Like I do. It would be. I heard voices and Pam entered the room with Darrel and two other guys she worked with and with a third man I didn't recognize. Darrel took her in his arms and kissed her while Fred and Tom, the other two she worked with, started undressing her. Tom was pulling her skirt down while Fred was unbuttoning her blouse and unhooking her bra. Darrel broke the kiss and lowered his mouth and captured Pam's right breast at the same time that Tom rubbed his thumb against her clit through her thong.Whether.