I ate her out sucking every drop of her cum and the black dicks cum. Afterwards she gets up and takes a shower. I join her soaping her up washing off...every inch of her body again looking at the bruises and bite marks black men always leave on my wife. She starts to jerk me off telling me how she loved being fucked by black cocks while I was home watching the k**s. She then tells me she plans on going 2 to 3 times a week without me to get black dick and for me to stay home and watch the k**s. . I've heard that tone of voice before, 'cause I have used it myself. Jon, what happened to set you off?"I explained to him what happened, even though I didn't feel I should have to explain. He listened and didn't say anything for a few minutes while he thought about what I said."Jon, I know I haven't been around you and your family for long, but I think you did the right thing in this instance. You're right; she shouldn't have put her hands on you. I will say that even though I agree with how. .take this dick like a man bitch, take it like a man...' In agonizing pain, I gritted my teeth and laid there as Charlie grind his male member deeper and deeper into my rectum. I could barely endure the pain as Charlie grind and hunched till his pubic hair was pressed into my buttcrack. I could not hear anything else but Charlie's grunts and sigh's as he went about his business of having engaging in sexual intercourse. Tears and mucus was forming over his clamped hand as he held my mouth tight. Laura looked at them again too, glad to have permission. She realized what made them so wonderful. They were more pear-shaped than the average ones, plumper at the bottom, a very full, bursting roundness rather than a regular roundness."I knew two guys who wanted to take pictures of them," Tracy said, proudly. "Said they were better than the girls in the magazines. What do you think of that?" She giggled."Did you do it?" No," Tracy scoffed. "You kidding? I'd be so... you know, shy. To have.