Her libido was reawakened and she was more commanding in the bedroom. Her orgasms seemed more intense; she seemed more determined to use his mouth fo... her pleasure. Brad appreciated the renewed sexual activity. He would slide out of bed after having finished servicing his wife and sit in front of his computer screen. His cock wouldn’t stay hard for sex but it sure as hell felt good when he pulled on it and looked at porn. Mostly, he looked at images of white women being savagely fucked by. He knew what they were doing. He could feel how his sister rocked her hot slit over his hard cock, slicking it up for his entrance into her. Allison rocked her pussy over his mouth in the same motion, mimicking Melanie’s. He was so into it. He knew what he was going to do once Melanie had his cock in position to be sucked inside her hot canal. It was going to be a surprise to Allison.He knew Melanie was getting close to taking him inside. She was getting wetter and hotter and he could actually. Then the pain worsened. You were reaching your climax and drilling into my hole with a primal urge. When you pulled out to come on my mound your member was streaked in my blood.From that moment forward whenever I tried to direct you to anal in that position you’d just tell me that it wouldn’t fit. Because you were always so gentle with me in every manner. But in bed you needn’t have been. I felt the sting from that session for days afterwards. A constant reminder of the sex god who ushers me. I feel relatively happy. I had a nap and a bowl of chili with some shredded cheese in it.Last night I was a little down and feeling envious which is an emotion I try to avoid like the plague. It’s almost as poisonous as bitterness which will kill your soul. I was envious because there’s all these people who can make choices and I can’t. Oh, I can make the choices, but I don’t have the power to back them up. Simple example: I can decide I want a Little Caesar’s pizza. Oh well, I’m missing so.