”“Why? It is easier to bang your butt when you are standing and leaning over the desk.”“Maybe for you, but it is uncomfortable for me. What is...it with you and my ass anyway?”“My wife won’t let me have hers and you seem to like it.”Marge laughed and said, “Bill (her husband) would kick me out of the house if I didn’t let him pound my pooper at least twice a week. While we are on the subject of you fucking my ass when are you going to announce my promotion to regional manager?”“As soon as I can. . Oh yes, I'm gonna cum, yes make me cum," she yelled out as her pussy forced him out of her. He looked down at her pussy as juice came flying out, splashing against his shirt, and some splashing into his face. She was almost screaming as pussy pulsed again, shooting more juice onto him.He watched on in amazement as her orgasm slowly began to subside. The front of his shirt was soaked, and he had more on his face. "Oh my god," she said, sounding exhausted. He took off his shirt and tossed it. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to be the one to give her that…feeling; that heavenly feeling. I wanted to make Phoebe feel that intense sexual pleasure and satisfaction that can only come from sexual intercourse with another person, someone who means more to you than a pussy or a prick. She and I are close, she tells me things that she doesn’t tell her best friends, so I knew that she had some love and respect for me. I knew I could fuck her and make her feel so good that she would constantly. Grinning, he trudged forward down the driveway. He used his huge right hand to knock loudly at the front door.The young girl ducked and hid beneath the window ledge, her mind swirling with total confusion and chaos, petrified by the ponderous frame and staggering height of the gigantic Ghanaian.She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a deep voice bellow out, “I see you!”She raised her head and gasped loudly when she saw a huge face frowning back at her through the glass of the window..