She gasped ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.he held her waist and and started plunging his tool deep inside her..ah ah ah ah a ah ah auh uh uh hu………………...��……..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…..uuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..dherrr…..e…..dhe……re…….ahhhh……ahhhhhhh was all that she cccould manage.this beautiful married lady was being ravaged by a big black man and she was enjoying.he was pumping her hard like a bitch with all his strength .what a sight it was.her boobs were hanging and shaking violentlt with every ahhhh. It was very nasty...I made myself wet and had to change my panty because of you and your big young cock." I smiled and said, "But Gloria, my cock hasn't been anywhere near you or your new dress, bra, slip, or panty." She poured another round of cognac for both of us, and said, "Yes...and you haven't been into my lingerie, either...I check every day. I wonder if you don't find me attractive any longer?" She gave me a wicked and seductive smile, and waited for my reply. I told her I did still. I think about it like a doctor would. I have to help Mama out of her clothes and sure she is very pleasant to look at. She has probably the largest breasts of all the women in the county. They ain’t saggy and the nipples don’t point straight down like a preacher’s eyes on Sunday neither, no they are right perky for their size. But they are quite big. If she won’t crazy as a shit house rat she’d have a different fella for damn near every day of the week. But it ain’t just her breasts that’s got. According to the script, she was to remove her clothes now. All her clothes. We watched that voluptuous greenish-white silhouette on video monitors. Military type infrared nightscope pickups give human flesh a distinctly ghost-like cast.Nothing. After three hours, we were getting bored watching the proceedings, or rather, the lack of them. Lora was asleep and snoring softly on the cot in her cell.What was that? There was a blur of motion. Lora was struggling with someone or something. Alarm.