Rachael gasped gently as Steve’s hand started to move slowly up his organ, his foreskin engulfing his swollen purple head. Then in a slow and gentle...rhythm his hand would pull the foreskin of his penis down once again exposing his glistening glans.Rachael looked away for she knew she should not look. This was her son-in-law in front of her. But some uncontrollable urge forced her to turn her head back to watch Steve as he continued to masturbate over the toilet in front of her. She felt her. After more rolling, I heard a male voice say, “Just leave him right there. I’ll unwrap him myself.”I thought the voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it. Then he leaned close to the black sheet and said, “Hi, Walter. Ready for some not Fourth of July fireworks.”I gasped. It was Master Jeremy. He softly stroked my ass and said softly, “Kristi recognized Mistress Gloria and Mistress Sam and asked if she could play with them. I made a deal with Mistress Gloria that if she would back me in. She was only 18 years old and being surrendered to a black man. His black lips held her mouth captive as her arms were to her side being held by two muscular black arms. She was now completely submissive.Meantime, her mother was taking her time during her trip to the store She was afraid of what she would come home to. She knew that by this time that her young daughter was probably being black fucked. Mom then decided to stop at a local bar for a few drinks. She felt guilty. She wouldn't admit. I sat up again, wrapping her in my arms, the feeling of her soft, firm breasts squashed against my bare chest was incredible, I wanted to feel every inch of her against me. I kissed Sam's neck, then she took control again. "Don't leave any marks on me, my husband…….," she trailed off. I released my hold and lay back down, watching as Sam shuffled forward, taking my hard, veiny shaft in her right hand, raising her left knee, easing herself onto me. My head swam as the exquisite feeling of being.