Money is a bit tight these days”. I said blushing slightly.“Of course…of course it is. Well I guess I’ll see again you next week”, she said,...going back to her pile of student essays.“Yes..you will…thank you”, I said, as I got up and left her office.------------------------------------------------------After I got home later that day, I had a quick dinner, took a bath and changed. It was Friday. I called myself “girl Friday” because I had a routine every Friday night. I kept my work clothes all. What I was looking at had to be at least six or seven inches long, tucked off to the side of his shorts and looked a little thick. While he was checking in I couldn’t help staring at his crotch so…I was very open about staring. I couldn’t help speculating on the size; it made me all quivery, weak in the knees and my stomach filled with butterflies just imagining him using that beautiful cock on me.Filling me with it…making me scream in pleasure.I was wearing a loose peasant top, a sarong and. My beautiful blonde wife was on her knees in front of this black boy and she didn't look like she was in any hurry to get up so I didn't make a move wanting to see what she was going to do now. "Go ahead suck it before I get pissed off and make you," Derrick demanded. "I can't. It's too big," she whimpered. Again he grabbed her by the hair and telling her to take it in her hands he forced her mouth to the head and told her to open up. He forced his head between her lips and tried to shove it. “That’s alright, big boy. Fill me up so you’ve nothing left for Becky.”The thought of my daughter jerking herself off in orgasm, on the end of my tool was too much and my prick erupted in my wife’s belly, squirting my semen in repeated, pleasurable pulses aimed at her cervix until she was filled, and frothy white cream began to appear where my prick disappeared into her secret place.She lay there, while my cock deflated, and kissed me. “You know it’s a bad time of the month for me to have.