Which isn't to say you shouldn't stay on your knees and pray for a miracle. Maybe we should call in a pizza and rest for awhile." The other guys concu...red."Too horny for food," she resumed.The other two girls resolved the problem. Stacy remained upright, on her knees, from where she'd risen off the shrinking cock. Tracy rolled onto her back and slipped her head underneath. Stacy lowered down onto her face, then leaned forward and down to reciprocate the pussy licking."Maybe you should join. Tell him not to call your black slut a hoe!” I laughed as I looked up and saw Reggie’s face on my phone. I stared into my phone as Cam made me cum again, keeping eye contact with Reggie.“I’m go fucked you up when I see you, white boy. I don’t even care no way; I been fucking-”“Watch this, Reg. He’s about to make him cum again.” I reached under our bodies and pointed my phone right at my swollen chocolate, pink-berry pussy getting fucked by Cameron’s big white cock. “Fucking look at how big he. Next minute, I was on my knees in front of Mr. Smith, while he was still sitting in the couch. His pants pulled down to his ankles, and his big hard cock was in my mouth. It was the first time that Mr. Smith and I were getting dirty with each other in absence of Mrs. Smith. Before that, Mrs. Smith was always there to teach me how to suck her husband’s beautiful hard cock. It felt a little weird in for a couple of minutes, but as I got turned on by sucking Mr. Smith’s dick, I started enjoying. Then I saw them joking and laughing, the stylist squeezed both of Ayesha’s boobs asking her if she had gotten a boob job. She just laughed, telling him not to ask silly questions.By this time, my mind had stopped working and my dick had started ruling my body.I saw the stylist make a parting in Ayesha’s hair from the top of her right eyebrow straight across and curving down behind her ear. He took out a straight razor and at first he shaved under her thick brows to shape them. Then he got close.