I had the water as hot as I could bear it. Leaning with my hands against the tiles, my head bowed, I tried to wash away the thoughts and memories but ...he more I tried the more I remembered her, the smell of her hair, her soft smooth skin and I began to realise that my hand had moved between my legs as I thought of her pretty smile, her beautiful eyes and her small, firm breasts. My fingers were massaging now, thoughts of her flashing through my mind. How she smelled, how she tasted, how she. She just had this different look to herself. I looked down her dress and could see she had bruises on her breast. She raised up her dress to show me her bruises on her inner thighs.“I got all these bruises from how rough those two niggas were fucking your dainty little white wife” Helen told me.Once home I ate and fucked my black cock whore wife. She was happy and I was happy.A week had passed and it was a Friday. Helen was well rested and I could sense she was ready for some more black cock. I. What are you going to do?" This is the first time I have been forced to punish you so it can't be anything too terribly severe. But it has to be something that will make an impression on you. Now you are thirty-five years old, is that correct?" Yes, Sir. My birthday was two months ago." I remember. Well, at thirty-five-years-old you are an adult, and because of your career as a top fashion model you are used to being somewhat catered to, am I right?" I guess so... what are you getting at, Sir?". Right Angel put his camera down and bent Nosey over. Then he reached back and spread the boy's cheeks open for his brother's camera. He licked the top of the crack. "You like this, Juicy?" Oh yeah! That looks fucking amazing! Get it all wet and ready for Papa's fat cock."It was hot. Watching Right Angel slowly rim Nosey. Nosey was twitching and moaning.Finally he gasped, "Angel! Let me have the other camera! I can't wait!"I picked it up so that Angel could keep teasing Nosey's ass. Nosey didn't.