I soon started bounching on it, looking downwards at times as the black monster invaded my pale white skin. This made me a black man's slut, but I did...'t care.Tom still hadn't done anything much and I was wondering what the fcuk was wrong with him!? Mike must have too for he soon slid us backwards towards the end of the bed, with his legs overhanging. He told Tom now to get the lube from the bed-side table and to come have a go too.The lube soon found its way all around my bum from Tom's. " As the tip comes out of her mouth and starts to penetrate my sealed pussy, I gasp and then tell her to keep going. Tom comes over to me, to try and make me move, so I raise up some, letting him see my split open abdomen. "Sara isn't riding the spit today; I am. You are going to have your first mother, daughter spit riding session." As I say this, the tip of the spit comes out of my abdomen, since I raised my body, clearly visible for all to see. I slide my pussy up and down on the spit. You know I said I was using it as my first teaser for Miss Puzzle on Patreon and that I was asking $3 for it? Well, the ticket on this dress was... £85.”I did the math. “So if you convert that back to dollars, reinclude the tax that’s been deducted...”Lia nodded. “As of this morning, I’ve sold 37 photos. I kind of paid myself without the deductions so I owe myself some but, Jim, your photo of me as Miss Puzzle sold 37 times over and that’s without them seeing any fanny and my arms were covering. Lust, if we were completely honest. Those days were lazy dreams to be savored when bored at work, wishing we could escape together for coffee or frozen yogurt. Other days, our hidden feelings created sexual tension strong enough for friends and co-workers to suspect something was up between us. Their curious glances and whispers were the cue to quickly drop carelessly clasped hands, awkwardly return to our office cubes, and swivel around to watch the colorful leaves falling into the courtyard.