Beth started looking around and saw my bedroom door closed. She walked over and opened it."Your bed was made so nicely before," she said. "But it's ru...pled now. Do you care to explain?"I told her I didn't care to explain, but if she needed to know Amber had been in there for a while."I better not find any panties," she said — and actually started to look."Well, you might," I said with a smile. "She was on the phone with her boyfriend for four hours. I was outside, so I don't know what went on. Really got me going crazy. I called My Husband over, I asked him for a Kiss. I wanted him to taste how wet This black man made my Pussy I encouraged my Husband to lick me down there.The black guy Tells, my man take a good look, at his wives, beautiful juicy pussy, he mentioned, “how good my Indian pussy tasted”, his Lips were dripping, with my pussy cream, all over his mouth. (you can tell both Men, Loved the taste of my, sweet Indian pussy) I wanted him to see how Horny his Wife was. This Guy. “Her people are antsy and might respond badly if kept in the dark.”“It’s better if they see her,” Taylor suggested.“No can do,” Fredrick declared. “She’s in no condition to walk around.”“If she was a zombie, she’d be healthy enough to attack people by now,” Taylor reminded them.“Maybe, but I’d be in desperate need of new blood. It’s a strange mix of needs and capabilities which results in overly aggressive behavior. By the way, I wouldn’t take a chance on waiting until Cynthia gets into. Suddenly I felt her one hand searching for my cock and feeling it above my pants. I on my part was exploring her back and was digging my hands deeper and deeper in her ass. Our French kiss lasted for a long time. Then she pulled out and asked me rather I should say ordered me to come to the bedroom. We went to it in a leap and again hugged and kissed fro some time. Then I took initiative and unzipped her upper dress and tried to take it out. She asked me to do it in hurry and instead allowed me.