By the time they had shifted positions where he was on his back, the roomed smelled like sweat and fucking. She made him beg for it before she put it...back in. He was practically crying. “Please, I need it, I need your black cock in my white slutty hole. Fuck me, make me your bitch, show me what a sissy faggot I am. I need this. Use me. Turn me out. SHOVE YOUR FUCKING DICK IN ME NOW DAMN YOU. Cant you see I’m a horny white slut that loves getting fucked?” He was holding his legs open. "Like what you see?" Hell yes, I did. Her boobs were nice and firm for their size, and she had these wonderful nipples that I watched get nice and firm as she pinched them. If I dared I would have pulled her close to motorboat those babies for the rest of the game. "I have to admit, those are amazing, Teresa. But you know, I would have let it slide if you tried to back out of the bet." "But isn't it more fun this way," she said as our eyes locked, a little sexual tension filling the air. "I. ’ She looked surprised. ‘Confused, yes, you’re right about that, but not miserable,’ she replied. ‘At least, not at first. To begin with I thought it was just a mix-up.’ And so Fran told me her tale. As I briefed her on the report that day in the office she had been surprised to find that her natural sympathy for my bereavement grew into an unaccountable and almost irresistible urge to throw her arms around me and cover me in kisses. But after I had removed my distracting physical presence she. Tony had his body firmly pressed against herfront and was making out with my wife. I pulled herskirt down and her tank top up, leaving her in just herthong panties. All that skin ratcheted up the action, and in a minuteTony and I were naked. I pressed my wife’s shouldersdown and she took the hint, getting on her knees andfondling both our rigid cocks. It was pure heavenwatching as she closed her mouth around Tony’s dick:fantasy fulfilled. My wife was sucking another man’scock..