” He left the bed to go to the closet that contained all of my toys and of course he chose the one with the strongest vibration. Shit, I was going t... have a sore as tomorrow, I thought, because that meant that he was staying in my ass for a while.“Turn around” he ordered. I did without questioning what he planned. “Now let’s have a bit more fun. What do you say?” he asked, but that question did not need an answer since it was a loud yes. He then placed the vibrator into my pussy and turned it. "Yes what?" I said firmly."Yes ... please?" she replied, her big doe-like eyes looking at me questioningly."That's a good girl." I gave her a nod of approval and a warm smile as I brought the spoon forward and slipped it back between her waiting lips."Mmmmm." She gave another little satisfied mew of gratification as she savored the semen-laden offering. I watched her roll it around in her mouth before swallowing, the smooth muscles in her throat contracting sensually."Would you like the rest?". Shanna stood and spun around, kissing me as she leaned over. Her tongue felt hot and wet against my lips, and I gladly met it with my own. Her hands were fumbling at my waist, and she easily got my pants undone. I lifted my hips to let her remove them, and then sat back down. Shanna stood back upright, dropped her pants to the floor, and then went down on me.I'm not sure if it was the situation, or not, but her blowjob somehow felt different; hungrier this time.I watched as in almost unison,. Twenty-six, to be exact. She had a very nice body and firm ass, too good belonging to a married woman. A natural dark blonde woman, she was a head turner and would grab attention of any polite, white man if not for her wedding band. To aggressive black men, it did not matter. And Amanda was accustomed and very comfortable with black men, thanks to a progressive program sanctioned by The Black Power Movement.She, like her husband, Miles, were participants of racial justice. They willingly.