"The last time you were in town for a fundraiser, you took my friend Moira to bed. She raved about you, and I wanted to find out just how good you wer...!"A look of surprise spread over my face. "You know Moira Sanford?" My mind instantly wandered back to the last fundraiser I held here, and the vivacious blonde that, literally, kept me 'up' all night. "Yes, I do!" she answered back, with that wicked grin on her face. "You might say, intimately." She leaned in and whispered her address to me and. "Is it eleven yet?" Past," Annie managed, her mouth gaping open at Snow Angel's audacity of opening the door in mid-coitus."Oh. I'm sorry. Um. Just a minute!" She closed the door.Annie convulsed, shaking her head quickly in recovery. Did she really just do that? she wondered, and sighed and rolled her eyes as she heard Snow Angel and her current lover shift positions."We have to finish now," she heard muffled through the door."Don't want to stop," came a muffled, gruff, masculine voice.There. By the look on her face I gathered that she had never been around many black people. Elisabeth was wearing some short cutoff jean shorts with a tight tshirt that showed off her breasts. Elisabeth was super skinny, probably around 5’6, long dark hair, very nice c-cup breasts, and she had a nice ass. Most black guys like huge asses, I like the ones that aren’t too big but not too small. Her ass was perfect. But if I had to choose I would probably choose a really small ass over a really big. Ken laughed and pulled back a little, keeping his cock against her but not entering, not yet anyway. “Patience, the best things come to those who wait.” “Oh god, Ken, you fucking pussy tease!” She pushed back again, desperate to feel him inside her again, but he was ready for her and a flick of his hips denied her once more. “You want this?” He teased, rubbing his cockhead up and down her slit. “Do you want your husband’s thick cock inside that naughty, wet pussy of yours?” He leaned forward.