Maybe it just seemed that way because I was always so busy. I worked six days a week at the boutique and my nights were filled with either being with ...obby, my sister, Donna, or my mom.I was trying to spend as much time with my mother as possible now. She really needed to be with someone who wasn't calling her a slut all the time; she was going to miss me badly when I went back to school.After the talk we had at the apartment, most of my anger was gone; I say most because even after hearing how. I dont mind because Im home alone, but she is just crying out pronouns, and then I realise, Im fucking a girl who dosnt know my name. This excites me, and I start going faster, getting ready to cum. I am about to pull out of her, and she stops me, and yells that shes on the pill, well it has been quite a while since I have cummed bareback ina pussy so I tak full advantage. I dont break pace for a sedcond as I am shooting my load, and I hear her shouting, loving my load in her. I meen this girl. One of the problems with match grade shells was the powder used. It burned fast but was pretty corrosive. Most of the time, this wasn’t a problem. Professional shooters took care of their equipment.Sitting there, trying to figure all of this out, I drifted off to sleep.Percy’s moaning woke me up. It was just after sunrise. I mentally cursed myself for falling asleep. At the same time, I knew that I needed some sleep, or today was going to be rough. Besides, with Shadow there, I was reasonably. "Doing as I was told, I brought my left hand up to grip his shaft, and though I should have been embarrassed to be reminded of my marriage, the sight of my ringed finger gripping his black cock ignited even more ravenous passion from me. Issacs’s salacious comments only added to the experience."Oh yeah, black cock is all you want now. Your white dicked husband can't compete. You are my slut, and you love my black cock now. You are hooked. Show me how much you love my cock slut; stuff in your.