I watched as he positioned his black rod behind her. She grunted as he shoved his cock to the balls inside her beautiful pierced pussy. Her Queen of S...ades tattoo was staring me in the face when she spoke."Worship that clit, white boy. I don't want your mouth to slip off even once while he fucks me."I sucked her clit into my mouth and stroked it with my tongue. She gasped and came right then as Jamal started to pick up his pace. "You ready to watch me empty my nuts in your girls guts, white. He looked about swiftly, saw her bright red blouse and black canvas handbag, and made directly for her. In the few seconds she had in which to study him and decide whether to dissimulate, she went from nervousness to an acute curiosity. He wasn’t screen-idol material, but he was good-looking enough: athletically trim, with a pleasant, open face that obviously didn’t get much sun, topped by a thick mop of brown hair. He wore casual clothes, as she did, but they were of good quality and perfectly. I doubt the events that followed would have occurred were it not for Greg's and my lowered inhibitions due to the effects of the alcohol. It was about eleven thirty when Greg and I ascended the stairs to retire for the night. Rather than don my pajamas, I opted to sleep in a white t-shirt and my panties. This particular sleeping attire was much more conducive to teasing Greg than my pajamas were. I decided I wanted to visit Greg's room prior to climbing into my bed and trying to masturbate. I. “My Massa senses went off whenever she was in Nik’s line of sight.”“You’re ‘Spider-Negress’ now?” Nik joked.“I’m being serious, Nik.” She playfully slapped his shoulder before continuing. “I could see subtle clues about her feelings that betrayed what she said. She acted pissed at you but I could smell the lust in her. She wants you, badly. I don’t know why. If she was a born Oreo like us, she’d not be in cahoots with her lawyer husband. I think her hubby is not getting the job done. Micro.