Ever time Tyrone would slam against Karen’s ass his nut sack would drag across my forehead. But I loved it!Tyrone was slamming hard against my wife....I could tell he was about to cum. He grabbed my wife’s ass and planted his black cock in deep. He was cumming. I reached up with my hand and massaged his nuts. I never touch a black man’s nutsack before. I could see Tyrone was enjoying it.A few heavy grunts from Tyrone and his black cock was slipping out my wife. I looked up and Tyrone was pushing. . no, no...slower... let it... yeah... like that... and if youfeel the need to come, hold it in! Honestly, you wanta big explosion when you finally get to it."I suddenly stopped, and shivered. "Shit, I don't wantto do this. I feel weird." Weird?" he said, soothingly."Yeah, I mean... it kind of hurts too." Here let me have a hold of it."He was dead serious, and our eyes locked for a moment,and I knew that he really wanted it from me. "Liedown," he said, in the same soothing voice as. ”Darlie had been to the Oktapotomi numerous times, many times as a youth and a half dozen times with her father and/or Hobart Simpson. She was well acquainted with Wilma Dillard ... so well acquainted, in fact, that she knew the deep red nipples of her breasts, the heart shaped, mahogany red hair on her mons and the smell and taste of her sex.When I had “convinced” the college girl to agree to a late-night threesome with “the woman at the desk,” she forced me to drag out my entreaty before. I chuckled a little and when Shari was looking the other way I motioned for him to come a bit closer. Then I took my hand off of her breast and then secretly let Bob fondle her instead. Shari thought that I had just changed my hand from one hand to the other or something and then seemed suddenly pleasantly surprised to find Bob touching her instead of me. Since there was no protest on her part I went to kiss her again and when she kissed me back she added some tongue to it. I was suddenly twice.