Besides that he had paid for last weeks’ groceries, seeming not to notice the cost, and she was becoming desperate for funds.For his part David was ...efinitely interested in meeting her again, as he had high hopes of ‘having his wicked way with her’. There had only been one woman in his bed, and one over his desk, since his wife fell ill three and a half years ago, and his bedmate had moved away from the area with her husband some weeks earlier. For some reason he found this apparently. Now I began receiving texts saying "ours now", "black owned", "being bred, don't wait up". I thought it was amusing, hopefully they weren't stealing her money and credit cards. Then the pics began again. Now she was tied up, standing with arms in the air. There was a black guy on either side of her. Another one I could only see her pussy, but the picture had 11 black cocks in view, all at attention. Another one showed her pussy covered in jizz. It was wide open, you could see deep inside. ” Mrs. Fisher acknowledged the issue. “Well, I haven’t made the invitation yet. Could you put Danny on?”Danny accepted. Two hours later, he showed up. She had dressed in a blouse and skirt, a teaching suit without the jacket. She wore no jewelry, not even earrings -- only the wedding ring she’d worn continually for more than seventeen years.“Hello, Mrs. Jennings. Where’s Lance?” It was a reasonable question. Mrs. Jennings had always been nice to him, but she was nice to all of her son’s. I had literally nothing to lose and everything to gain. With eager steps, I followed her up. The surprise was perfect when we entered the apartment and they all sat there, fully nude: Adoptive dad and mom, and the other adoptee, a young man her age, casually lounged in the living room, staring at me with expectant smiles."Now, don't fret, Phil," her voice whispered into my ear which sent shivers of pleasure down my spine, "all my potential boyfriends have had to go through this."I slowly turned.