He told her he’d take a plate to go if that was fine. He discovered the culprit was a worn out washer. He explained to the matriarch that he was goi...g to run out to the hardware store and be right back.Demarco replaced the washer with a rubber version. The leak was gone. Elva Woodley thanked him profusely and offered to pay him. He told her no, but gladly accepted the food. When he got home, he warmed up the baked chicken, collard greens, niblet corn, and cornbread. He sent a text to Mikhail. She has curly red pussy hair; isn't all pussy hair curly? Anyway, I got down to business, licking and sucking till she became juicy as hell. She stopped me and told me to get on the bed. She then got over me in the 69 position. I continued to lick and suck on her clit. Not a drop of her juice was wasted as I drank every drop she produced. Meanwhile she was sucking on my dick like no tomorrow. I didn't think I would last much longer. She worked me in and out of her mouth, using her tongue around. “Please,” I begged, “please stop.” My pleading was answered with more giggles. “Tell me Mandy,” Liz inquired, “what is the punishment for cheating? You didn’t say that when you explained the rules.” “Let me go! Please! Let me go! You’re all crazy!” I demanded, but they ignored me. “The punishment depends on the severity of the cheating. In this case…” Mandy thought for a minute, then giggled. “In this case, I’d say fifty swats on her bare bum.” I couldn’t believe my ears. My best friend was. I told him if he needed to call again, he would be welcome.A while later, young Tyson came again. This time he did not even knock; he just opened the door and entered my house. I did not even hear him come in. I was on the phone talking to my Black Master, setting up a black gangbang for me; since Victor was delaying even more his coming back home.Tyson stood quiet behind me and he heard everything I was saying. I was telling my Black Master that I wanted to be taken by at least four niggers.