"I'll miss you Bianca, we'll all miss you, come back anytime," she told me as she embraced me and kissed me. I took in her sweetscent and the feeling ...f her breasts against mine. We kissed again, thenshe pulled away and walked back to the car. She waved at me as I walked upto the doors of my mistresses brownstone and unlocked them.My heels clicked loudly on the hard floors as I walked inside. Not wantingto wake anyone, I took them off and silently padded up the stairs to mybedroom. The second I. Sue, in the back had yelled, loud and clear, for all to hear. "You tell 'em, Sister! They belong to us, and we belong to them. As the French say, "Viva la difference!!!" Lannie, almost lost in the shuffle, was brought up. Sharon moved her over to the edge of the bed. "Misti. Have you met Lannie, yet?" Misti reached up and took her hand. HI, SWEETIE!!! LONG TIME, NO SEE. This is why I haven't been in in a long time. No need to buy clothes when you're pregnant." She looked up at Sharon. She's. I wanted some time to pass bofore I started walking round the gallery. There is nothing wrong with a genuine interest of a certain painting. But, it struck me, the two women were probably just waiting for the next coffee break. I almost had a bad conscience, for watching a video installation for nearly three minutes. Finally, I had to approach the table of women. I saw their oiled legs, one of the had thicker thighs than the other. I saw their hairy cunts and the breasts resting at their ribs.A. He fucked me in my own marital bed, as my best friend watched us. Maura did more than watch: she fingered herself, with her legs spread open. Tyrone laid me on my back and fed his huge, thick black dick into my aching pussy. I was desperate for him, and my labia opened like a flower for him. As he penetrated me, I lifted my legs, wrapped them around his waist, so he could fuck me deeper. The bastard made me come, just like he did last night, many times.Again he said I was his white married.