I would just go out to the car and listen to the game on the radio. I watched them walk out through the parking lot and knew everyone knew what I did ...nd my wife was going to get fucked by this young black truck driver. I waited in the car about an hour with the game on but all I was thinking about was my wife being in that truck with a young black cock in her that I was hoping was much larger than mine and I knew a lot harder. Pretty soon he walked her back to the car and thanked us for making. “Thanks, Barb. That confirms much of what we already suspected,” stated Kim.“What do you think we should do about it?” asked Barbara.“The first thought to my head involves walking the plank,” answered Marie Isley.Julie commented, “I’d suggest keelhauling, but Wilson’s so fat he’ll slow us down so much it’ll take us another ten hours to get to our destination. I always felt he was an asshole, but I’d no idea just how bigoted he was. Giving us the right to vote a mistake; I’ll show him a real. I reached down and after a good rummage retrieved it and cleaned it with my mouth and put it back on. I was so worked up now that I could hod back anymore and sank it in to her. Chloe moaned and put her arms around me and put her mouth into my neck to muffle her cries. I did the same to her and but couldn't reach down as the angle was not right but i carried on. She pulled back to take a breath and I took my opportunity and sucked her left tit while still banging her and sucked it hard. She. They got into the car, and John started up the engine. “Where do you live Kennedy?” “East meadow court.” John nodded, turned on the radio, and took off fast. Dave flew back in his seat, and it took him a second to get his breath back. He looked over at John. His hands had a firm grip on the wheel making his muscles pop out, and his tight shite shirt only accentuated his muscles even more. His black hair was still wet, and hung lazily over his face. ‘John looks tough,’ Dave thought to himself..