Nice enough. Other people, though..." Well, he's the best I've ever had," Margot declared, "and that's not just between the sheets!" Well, black guys ...ave a reputation for sweet-talk. Be careful!" Pamela warned, turning to the coffee pot."I will," Margot agreed, "but he's the front-runner around here, by a good distance! I've kept him at arm's length this long, but I don't know how much longer I can do it. Better get used to him."Pamela nodded. Margot would do as she wished - but a black? She. Or burn me." Mabel's hand went behind her and she stroked the ample flesh of her buttocks tenderly, as though she could still feel a gross organ piercing into her anal canal. "His stuff," she mouthed, "was scalding hot spurtin' right inside me." Why?" George forced out the word. "I mean--why up the back?"Mabel hung her head, breathed out the shame-filled words. "He... he said he wanted somethin' tight, somethin' that'd wrap around his cock-- squeeze the stuff outa him." She looked down and her. "Are you watching the door?" "Um, yes, of course, babe," he whined, peeking at the door. "We're good." We stared at each other for a few seconds before I let his pecker back into my mouth. Once again, I tilted my head forward and allowed my lips to thrust consistently again. I couldn't view him to ensure he watched the door, but I put that out of my mind. 'Take it, Dwight, take it hard. I know how much you love getting blown, oddly enough, that time we got busted was the first time I gave you. It just seemed to go on and on. Finally, though, as the climax built, we sped up the pace, stroking faster and faster.We exploded more or less together in an ecstasy of pleasure and love fluids. My load seemed as large or larger than the first one. Lila had multiple, rolling orgasms for a couple of minutes.Coming down from her high, Lila said, "Well, Robert, for a novice, you did damned well. Damned well indeed." All I know is, Lila, that was the most pleasurable thing I've ever done."We were.