"They speak your name like you are..." Whatever anyone says about me, Amada," I interrupted. "I'm either much less or much worse." You sat with them s... you're probably more," she said staring into my eyes. "Everyone I've spoken to here says to be careful with you so you're probably worse." You're sixteen?" I asked."I've seen a lot of death," she said. "There are more people in the Institute than I saw in my country." I'm sorry," I said."You're not though," she said studying me. "You don't. We ladies of the world try hard to keep you boys happy. I just did a little more of it last night."We talked back and forth as we both got up and dressed. I was glad Jim was not embarrassed from the night before. He spoke freely, answering all my questions about how he enjoyed last night.Time was working against us because Jim had to get to the office. Trust me, if I thought there was enough time, sore or not, I would have jumped Jim's bones before he left for work, but like I said, time was. "Finding a movie already started on one of the cable women's channels, Susie closed the discussion and settled beside me on the couch. After a rather passionate kissing scene, the movie faded to commercial break when the fantasy couple guided each other to the bedroom and closed the door. My daughter rose to go to her own room.Susie returned with both her bed pillows, dropped them on one side of me, and laid across me with her hips in my lap and her upper body puffed up on the pillows. She. I placed my left hand on the cock first and caught a glimpse of my wedding ring. The ring given to me by my husband was touching the big cock of this young black man. I felt as if I should’ve jerked at first but I couldn’t resist. Almost instinctively, I shoved the dick in my throat. I didn’t stop myself before I gagged. “Not nervous anymore, huh? Look how excited you are. You slut housewives are all the same,” I could tell he was insulting me, but I loved it. I kept deepthroating, getting.