I naturally opened another from our stock and we drank some more. Sara was just plain beautiful, her dark skin and her smile and constant giggling tol... me that she was getting a little drunk.I told Sara that she should not drive home and she could stay in our extra bedroom for the night and she agreed.Now we had her at the house and the plan was working!Melissa and her sat on the floor in front of me and talked and drank and my wife made a comment on how pretty she was. Sara thanked her and. Two weeks later she didn't call him on Friday night. He thought it was unusual, but assumed that she had chosen to spend time with someone from her "stable" or was, perhaps, "breaking in" another newbie. He felt a pang of jealousy, but had accepted that this was Cat. She belonged to no one. She called him on Saturday evening. "Jason, come over." She was slurring her words badly. She dropped the phone, fumbled it a couple of times and finally retrieved it. "Come over." She sounded drunk. Very. Deep somewhere inside her she may have been processing these events but outwardly she was clearly disoriented and overwhelmed. That is until James slide between her legs. Now usually any woman fucked by three well hung BBC for over five hours would be loose and well prepared but then there is no real way to adequately prepare for James. Like Master Q, he had no real interest in foreplay or gentleness. He also lined his thick headed 13” rod of destruction between her now gaped pussy lips and. Finally, Rick said that I was all right and to just take it easy for the rest of the evening. My parents thanked him profusely as he got ready to leave. Afterwards, I told them that I was going to lay down in my room.As I shut my bedroom door Trefual started talking. "What was all that about?" Stacy's husband killed himself." Excellent! But, that's not what I'm talking about. What I'm asking is "why did you pass out?" "Excellent? You didn't hear me. Stacy's husband killed himself!" I heard you.