First his fingers, then his tongue, and finally his swollen cock found my pussy.Almost as soon as he pushed in, I started to lose control. I was aware...of the sound that the door was making as Troy slammed me against it with every thrust. I could hear the sounds of my grunting and squealing as my own orgasm approached. Would they hear me downstairs? It felt so dirty. The thought of it pushed me over the edge, and I'll have to admit to having the loudest orgasm I'd ever had."Oh, please. Make me. "What happened?" We tied him to a tree and spanked him." Nancy said."Can we have him bend over a chair so that we can examine his ass more closely?" Pat asked."Sure, let me get a chair." Nancy said. After Nancy placed the chair in front of me, she said, "Clyde, bend over the chair so that we can thoroughly examine your ass."I had learned my lesson from the last time and didn't want to be spanked again, so I bent over the chair. I immediately felt two hands pull my ass checks apart. I really. The apartment was quiet.Julia quickly peeked through the rooms looking for her husband but hewasn't home. A quizzical look twitched crossed her face. A check of herphone confirmed no recent texts or calls either. She hadn't thought tolook for his car when she'd arrived. She just expected him to be there,doing whatever he did all day, job hunting.Alone, she kicked off her heels and absently traipsed to the middle ofthe apartment as she tried to let the relative calm of the vacant roomsembrace. Kathy told me they fucked most of the night as her husband continued to ask her questions about her black lover and when was she going to meet with him again.Kathy had told her the man she screwed in the video had found himself another white girlfriend when she told him she couldn’t meet him any longer. He than asked if she could find another black man to screw and he would love to watch it himself.My sister called me the very next day and told me the whole story and I agreed to help her find.