" she began to say.Without any further discussion, she crawled onto the bed and positioned herself opposite to Jack. She straddled over his chest and ...lipped further back."Eat my pussy out!" she explained finally what she wanted of him."I've, never done that!" Jack said, reluctantly."Fuck... well, just use your tongue and lick my pussy and then slide it inside" she told him.She lowered her pussy over his face, as his tongue began to lick at her wet gaping pussy above. She tasted sweet, better. She is five feet and six inches tall, weighs one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and is in good shape from frequent workouts and jogging. She wasn’t wearing panties either, to avoid having an unsightly panty line.I knew from all the stories we read that black men especially like white women with blonde hair. Sarah’s natural, blonde, shoulder-length hair and bright-blue eyes contrasted so beautifully against the black dress. Those men kept their eyes on her almost the whole time, even when I was. "Can I ask? You can tell me to screw off, but ... do you love her?"He considered, which was really enough of an answer in itself. If someone asked me that about Alistair, I wouldn't have to hesitate. "I ... do, I suppose, but ... it's not romantic. I care for her, but I'm not in love with her, if that makes sense." It does. Hard to be married to someone in that situation." She feels much the same, which is why we managed to put up with each other, I suppose. She was rather better at the whole. “This fucking ass. Becky's incomparable ass!”He rubbed the tip of his cock against my soaking wet pussy lips, again and again, in a consistent manner, lubricating himself with my dripping juices. “Are you ready?” he asked as I turned my head around, looked at him and gave him a nod of approval.He pushed in, entering my tight hole with his thick, juicy, black cock. “Oh, fuck yes, take it!” he groaned, as he pushed himself in. My mouth was hanging wide open as I let out moans I couldn’t hold.