” She teased before I shot back. “Well I mean, you do everything for me so I don’t really need a girlfriend right now anyway.” “I don’t th...nk I take care of everything a young man needs, and I think I should start making you do your own washing and cooking from now on.” She responded. Her and I made conversation for a little bit more before she had to leave for work. After I finished up with my own breakfast I went for a shower and took care my pressing issue at hand and couldn’t help but think. He recognized the outfits we were wearing and pulled out instead of feeding a load to his well used cocksucker.My wife loved that big black meat, and got down to sucking it deep, while I was secretly wishing it was me swallowing that fine meat. We played for a while, he sucked her cunt, she sucked his cock, she rode his bone for a while and I was wishing it was me sucking him instead of her.We decided to go back to our hotel, he already knew the room number, but he gave it to some of his. I used to towel to wipe my cum from her, and in a more aggressive fashion, I wiped hard to see if she stirred. Still nothing and her snoring increased. I decided at that moment to go for it. Her legs were parted just far enough for me to put one knee between them. With my other leg keeping me balanced on the floor, I slowly moved the head of my cock to her entrance. I began rubbing my cockhead through her bush and along the length of her vaginal opening. I found her clit and rubbed it with my. .. and every other woman that I can find tracing her lineage back on her family tree.She says she can’t change her name because it isn’t a name, it is her title passed down to her from the Grandmother of the Stars. She told me that it means Friend of the Mound in old Gaelic. She claims that she has been called to be a Friend of the Mound just as her mother... and her mother’s mother... and her mother’s mother’s mother... and on back to before the mountains rose from the sea. I looked her name.