"Betty leaned back in her recliner. She took a puff on her cigar and a swig from her beer. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the news report. The show ...as called Point/counterpoint.Point: "Black Cock Betty and the Righteous Squad are working overtime to protect us. The Righteous Squad are our last line of defense between order and complete chaos.Counterpoint: "We are in a state of complete CHAOS! The hospitals are filled with drug crazed fiends. There's riots in every major US city every night.. They tumble from my mind, jostling and colliding, the little jolts stimulating my creative juices. A tingle trickles down my spine spreading across my skin like oil on water. Eager to write, my hands hover over the keyboard. Ready.I stare expectantly at the blank white page on the laptop's screen. I clench my teeth, concentrating. My fingers twitch but nothing else happens. I clear my throat, blink, and stare again. Still nothing — except the damn blank page seems to grow bigger, brighter. It. We continued to hold each other close, kissing passionately as our hands explored each other’s bodies. I ran my hand across her firm tits, and fumbled at her back trying to undo her bra, while she went slid her hand under my skirt. I finally unclasped the bra and was treated to beautiful round full tits with the pinkest nipples. No sooner was I taking one of her tits between my lips than was pulling aside my panties and running her fingers up and down my slit. I shuddered into her and. I had done it! I had actually deep throated a cock, and a good size one at that. I got a really nasty, slutty feeling of accomplishment feeling him filling my throat with his meat.Still holding the back of my head, he started fucking my mouth, sliding in and out. Every few strokes, he pushed his full length in and paused, feeling my throat swallowing around his cock. Just fucking my pussy must have gotten him close to the brink because it took almost no time before he started trembling and.