You damned well better be happy about it! But there are things I need to know. Youre still going to bitch, nag, and moan about it, arent you? Danielle...complained. Count on it, I countered. Im nineteen. I hit my last birthday this past spring, but I stopped counting dates last fall. Without a calendar, I have no way of keeping track. But I promise, Im nineteen and legal like I keep telling you. As if all those old laws mean a thing any more. Then why&hellip,? I started. Why do I look eleven,. I lifted my ass off the seat slightly as my pussy then exploded for the second time over his expert fingers.I reached out and run my hands over the large bulge that was now appearing in that black man’s trousers. He took my hand and gently took me out of the car. I got down on my knees unzipping his trousers and releasing his huge black cock. I stroked his hard erection before placing my mouth over it. He grabbed my hair and rocked his hips as he started to fuck my mouth.After a short while the. Tammy again said how lucky I was having a wife like her ,and also how lucky she was for letting her have me.“So do you want a massage” I said holding up the bottle of coconut oil.Tammy sat up and removed her stockings being pretty obvious what her answer was. Tammy laid on her stomach as I sat between her spread legs and started rubbing oil over her back. Even at 62 Tammy had a firm body a thin waist and small butt she still was a beautiful woman. I was rubbing up and down her body. Within minutes, I could hear her moaning as she did her best to swallow his shaft down her throat while smothering me with her melons! The flowery scent of lilacs now mingled with the raw essence of sex and desire to become an irresistible, a****listic pheromone that drove all of us higher. I felt my Mistress remove her gloves and she stopped sucking on her husband long enough to tie her glove tightly around the base of my manhood. She then resumed sucking her man, while I strained to take.