I thought for sure he would shove his finger in me by now. Malik was a gentle man. I don't know why I was comparing everything he did, to the way Bill... and I did things. The first time I let Billy touch my pussy he snaked his finger around the edge of my panties and forced his finger into my dry cunt. I should have known better then. Malik was a real man, unlike Billy. He made me feel good, he made me feel like a woman, and the fact that he was black added to the excitement. I always felt like. Shehad a neatly trimmed patch of short dark hair above a pink nub of aclitoris and a moist slitWithout even a concious thought, her right hand went down between herlegs and flicking her clit before she deftly moved aside the hood andstarted pleasuring herself. Her other hand pulled the nightgown furtherup and she fondled one of her now considerably more bountiful breasts.She let out a gasp when she tightly pinched her own nipple as her handmoved on from playing with her clit to plunging two. We’re happy and normal. Until………….it all changed one weekend.I was on my way home from work getting ready for a relaxing weekend of just me and Helen, since Abby would be at her grandma’s. So I stopped at a sex shop on the way home to pick up some “supplies” for the fun weekend. Me and Helen have an extremely healthy sex life. We fuck whenever we get a chance, and we definitely get kinky from time to time. Whips, role play, anal, whipped cream, whatever, we’re pretty open. I told you that she. I had my fingers crossed.It was a summer night and she wore a sleeveless and a long skirt and I was wearing my shorts and t shirt.Banging SisterAs the ride was going on my dick was poking her butt crack and hitting her vagina lips whenever we hit a bump as most of the road was under construction. As she felt the huge bulge in my shorts with her round ass and she turned her head towards me and slightly moved her hair with her fingers behind her ear and smiled and said “i didn’t know that you.