" Why don't I set us up on a double date, well when I say date I really mean a fuck, these guys aren't interested in dating, they just want to fuck yo... and treat you like a whore, I love it." I don't know Andrea, what if he doesn't like me." What's not to like, you're an attractive woman with a great body, of course he'll like you, you do suck and fuck don't you?" Of course I do, but I've only done it with white guys since my husband fucked off, don't worry, I can hold my end up," and laughed. She looked down as I placed my cock along her soaking groove. ‘YES!’ she screamed at me, ‘Fucking yes!’ I did not hesitate and slammed my somewhat slim seven inches home. She gasped and held her breath as I began to slowly pump in and pull out. Her moans deepened. My effort increased. Sweat began to bead on her beautiful skin and as I slowed my efforts a bit I leaned forward grabbing her legs and pushed them to the side spreading her out and opening her up. I licked each breast avoiding the. He responded that he wanted to take the measurements properly and he started to unbutton my mom’s blouse. My mom without protesting kept quite and she was definitely horny by now. By now, the tailor removed my mom's blouse and my mom was in was just in her bra and i could clearly see my mom's cleavage and this caused a huge tent in my pant.Now the tailor started taking the measurements again and now he was pressing my mom’s boobs harder. My mom was completely out of her senses and she was. Right now, all we could do was wait and trust Melissa's feeling that things were right. I trusted my spouse. When she had a feeling about something, it was almost always correct and, as I looked at those coming our way, I felt she was right again.These were smiling happy people who were welcoming strangers. It was a mixed group with young and old, male and female. Two young men were in front and looked like brothers. They did not have rifles and were waving excitedly with both hands. They came.