Lucinda longed to have Barry lying with her at that very moment, learning to please him in any way he wanted.Lucinda woke up late Saturday morning whi...h was unusual for her. Well, she couldn't be blamed based on the previous day's events. There were dishes in the sink so Barry and that girl had already been up. A little bit of coffee was still in the brewer and she got herself a cup. Lucinda didn't think she'd much appetite after all that had happened but a growling tummy forced her to concede. She burst through the door and to the window. She quickly attempted to hoist it up with all her strength, but it wouldn't budge. As she fumbled with the lock she was grabbed from behind and torn away from her escape, landing on her mother's bed. The light in the room was shut out as mitchell moved the curtains in front of the glass. Marissa barely had time to sit up when a large body pressed her into the mattress. She couldn't help from letting the tears run down her face as she struggled from. At the restaurant Tom introduced me to his New York counterpart and co-worker Albert. Albert wasn't exactly what I had expected. Although he was younger at age 34, he was built more like an athlete. Tall with wide shoulders. The biggest surprise was that Albert was a black man. We all ate supper together and Albert turned out to be a lot of fun. His speech was eloquent. I guess it sounds silly but I half expected him to talk filthy ghetto stuff. By the time supper was over, we were all a little. But there was another video that he had used to record from his laptop. Jamal had turned it on when he claimed to be checking his email. I was a little shocked he had done this and did not know how my wife was going to react to this. The video clearly showed my wife on her hands and knees being fucked hard by Jamal while he grabbed her hair pulling her head up with her looking straight up into his laptop (which was on the shelf above his bed). She was screaming and moaning with his expert.