Her awareness had fixed onto the continuously cycling thought of the scent of her and Minx's panties. Through a haze of lust and emotion she realized ...heir two panties were still laying next to Peter's head, where she had dropped them.Whimpering with urgent need, she groped for and found them. She shoved them under her nose -- held them with her teeth -- and her body re-ignited like a rocket. The scent of her own cum mixed with the lavender of Minx's freshly showered pussy, drove her brain into. Of course she has the right to refuse men who are not worthy of her service for reasons as bad attitude, manners, hygiene, etc.The sign can be also worn on clothing, jewelry, or temporary tattoo to signify this preference for black men.Personally i like to serve all black men who deserve it in my eyes. The size of the cock is a plus but secondary. Important is dominance, self confidence, intelligence, generally being in control of their lives, hygiene and treating me with respect and. She held steady, unmoving, gazing into his face. "You're throbbing, honey." She leaned back, her tits pointing up at the ceiling. She clawed her way down her body until she pressed a finger into her belly. "I can feel you all the way up in here."Quickly, she came back into position, keeping his cock buried to the hilt, holding it tight with every muscle in her overheated pussy."Khan! Come and lick." She slapped the jiggling cheeks of her ass and leaned forward. Her tits huge in her husband's. She was pressed against me pretty firmly, enjoying the feel of my erection against her pelvis. My tongue was gladly accepted into her waiting mouth. After swapping tongues for about a minute, she stiffened and pulled away from me and turned to Dan."Those hands of yours are sure taking liberties Dan! I thought We were just gonna kiss?" I couldn't help myself Marla, You've got such a nice body! Besides, you're safe back here. What can two horny guy's do back here with that crowd outside?"Dan.