I would see him every day after work, and Bob would also go and see him during the day. It was no surprise when the Home's manager phoned me and sugge...ted I come and see dad that day. They doubted he would last until the evening. I told Bob who instructed me to forget everything and go see dad.I was there within the hour, but too late. Dad had passed away ten minutes before I got there. I sat with him, memories fighting each other for position at the front of my mind. It was strange really. He. As soon as he stopped Andrea jumped out and came over to our car. She hopped in and said drive. As I pulled out into traffic she said that damn Tommy came in my pussy. I said you fucked him . She said yes I was sucking his cock and I was trying to get him to come in my mouth and before I knew it he had parked and began pulling my shorts off. Did he have a big dick I asked. She said oh God yes. She said it was very hairy and as thick as my forearm. I said bull shit. She said my pussy almost. Wife said what. Friend said I never seen a real black cock expect for in porn it’s big. The friend sat and watched. Asking tons of questions like do you let him fuck you? Wife nope not allowed “ say husband name” number rule no penetration. So what you just milk him and this it? I hear you tell him he can eat you. The wife said yeah I milk him drink his milk or have him put it in his mouth while he eat me. This fucker can eat some good pussy only guy to ever make squirt period and all from his. This immense sting across the top and back of my head shocked me into submission, and my arms went limp to my sides the moment he had me on my feet. The pain alone made my eyes water. Chris brought my face to his and I instinctively put my hands out to keep his body from getting too close."Please ... why are you doing this?", I cried. I got nothing in return except for a big, toothy grin and an evil, low laugh. Joe stood behind me. He reached around and grabbed both of my wrists and pulled them.