The TV screen went black. Amanda was rubbing her pussy so fast Timmy could hardly see her hand. He was jerking on his cock just as fast. Shit… Fuck�...� Timmy, Im going to cum, fuck Im cummingggg. Timmy stood up in front of her he was ready to cum too, cum on my face Timmy, shoot it out squirt it on my face. Amanda yelled still in the throes of her own orgasm. She slid off the bed, sitting between Timmys legs she looked up at his cock, Timmy pointed his cock at her lips, the cum blasted from his. When he stepped out of the shower, he lay back down on the bed, pondering what he would say to her for a long time. Once again, when Max returned and came up the stairs, he didn't hear her. He was startled when he saw her come through the bedroom door. She looked different than usual. For starters, she was dressed differently than when she had fled earlier; she now wore one of those rain coats with the belt and buckles, one that only reached down to barely cover her ass. A black one. And were. He kept fucking my wife and she kept yelling at him to stop. A thin black guy stepped up from the near corner, hadn't seen him. He was laughing, he said "hang on there baby, ain't nothing gonna happen yet." The big guy stepped away and the black guy, I swear stuffed a third leg into my wife. "AAAHHHHH! Goddamnit!" she yelled. She had to deal with this, this is what happens when you slut around like my wifey. He would slam into my wife and wait, then pull back slow, then slam into her. Like fuck mecome up to London and fuck me right now.i was so turned on.would you like a pic she said?I i id love one i stammered,on my voice note reply.A shaved beautiful looking pussy pic arrived.ping..a voice note arrivedtell me what you want to do with my cunt and send a pic of your big hard cock!I couldn't believe what i was hearing.we exchanged pix and eventually a video of her sucking her tits..those of you that know me know i love that.i wanked like fuck and dropped of to sleep.The next.