Then Sashastopped and looked at Corey and me. Corey seemed a bit nervous as I went behind him. I toldhim to close his eyes and he did. I rubbed my han...s allover his body. His chest (was more solid than I thoughtand his abs were quite developed as well). He startedbreathing hard when my hands slowly rubbed his ass andthen around to his hardening dick. I massaged hispackage for while and liked what I was feeling. Ieventually moved my hands to his shirt and ripped itopen and then massaged his. I was pulling up in the driveway thinking hoping that something was going on when I came in. When I walked in I was very happy I saw her top on the floor in the hallway and could here his voice saying suck this big black dick white girl i walked in the living room to see my wife on her knees with his big black cock out of his pants.He said your wife is going to get fucked all night and suck dick all night and when she will be my sex slave.Now pour us a drink while this white women does what she. "She stopped stroking my chest for a moment. "Don't you dare try kissingme when I'm a guy again!" Course not."She smiled and continued to play with my nipples. She leant down to kissme again, her smooth hair touching my skin.Abruptly, the kissing stopped: Girl-Maputo knelt on my legs and openedmy pants.I watched as the huge boobs swung way over my face and suddenlyremembered they belonged, actually, to my best friend. All this touchinghad been fun, but what did he want with my pants!? Maputo. "Gemma," I told her.My mother had met Gemma when she had been over. I sometimes, though not often, had a group of friends over. We had a nice house and a pool, so my friends enjoyed it, but I wasn't always comfortable, because I felt it impinged on my domain. When my friends came over, which I always announced beforehand, my mother made sure that she and Girl were dressed in a much less revealing fashion and Girl behaved quite differently. It wasn't that I minded the style of dress or the.