. that maybe I could help you."I thought back and started smiling as I remembered our last meeting."That's right," I said, beginning to grin at his di...comfort. Obviously little Johnny wanted another shot at my boobs. "It rained, didn't it, and I said you could help me dry off."Johnny's face lit up as he realized I remembered Monday. It had rained and I'd allowed him the privilege of drying me off after we marched outside. I'd teased him about his hard-on, but if I remembered right his bulge had. In 20 minutes they were gone, leaving William and I alone with Susan. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize William wasn't finished slamming his Black cock into my wife's body and it was just a matter of time before he picked her up and spread her out on the bed with her legs spread wide."Hey mon," he said. "You be havin' a good time watchin' mon. I don't mind it bein' she be your woman."He smiled as he stroked his cock slowly, raising it to rock-hardness before kneeling between Susan's. Since I didn’t (couldn’t) answer her, she went “looking” for the camera. By that, I mean she went around the living room and bent over to search for it. She bent over each end table, and then she bent over to search the couch. She moved to the TV stand and bent over to search the opening under it where we kept DVDs. She knew the camera wasn’t in any of those places. All she was doing was making sure I got to look at her pussy.I remember she turned to face me at one point and that V she had. He believed that, on the contrary, sex and the associated diversity allows the brothers to avoid competition with each other, as they are taking a slightly different ecological niches. For an analogy, suppose that in a small village blacksmith's family lives. If all five c***dren of a blacksmith inherited his craft, the four of them will die of starvation, since only one village blacksmith. But if they have different professions (weavers, roofers), their total income would be more, as they will.