“It will hurt a bit, babe. You can shout and scream if you want…”I answered softly, as I leant to kiss her sweet red lips.Jerome then said he ha... a surprise for us and he opened the bedroom’s door, to let some other black men in.Three black guys entered the bedroom, all of them with their own black owned white married sluts. Among these married bitches came my girlfriend Maura, dressed like a real street hooker. She was wearing a red dress and the bitch bent over in front of me, just to show me. Just didn't stay out like I thought we would. I was too tired," I told her, then said, "Don't get up ... you can watch whatever you're watching." You don't mind?" Perfect, I thought. Better than I could have planned."Nah. I don't know why I'm so tired, but you're not going to bother me watching that. I'll probably be asleep before I'm on the bed," I kidded.As Stacy turned her attention back to the TV, I grabbed my pajama bottoms from the dresser and took them into the bathroom where I stripped. She was breathing deeply and rapidly and tried to pull away when it became too intense for her to bear. Ian held her tight and wouldn't let her get away as he continued to devour her and tease her. He knew what she liked.Soon, she began to quiver all over before giving into the violent contracting of orgasmic waves that invaded her. Brenda gasped for breath and cried out in pure delight, calling his name over and over again. She rode each wave as she came and came again until the spasms eased. " The divider, we can put it up."She turned and looked over her shoulder, when she looked back, there was a fire in her eyes."Let's do it."She pulled her sweatshirt off over her head revealing her massive tits I bought her a few years back. They were barely contained inside the t-shirt she was wearing and like normal, she wasn't wearing a bra. It made my cock hard just thinking about it as I looked around for the controls to the divider. Finally I found them and pushed the "Up" button, but.