Right then Lime felt that he just had to thank Thiago afterward for giving his wife so much pleasure.“Ah yeah ah ah,” Thiago grunted more and more...as he sped up, really slamming into her. There had to have been at least three or four thrusts into her tight butt within the span of a second.With Thiago’s intense pounding, Célia wasn’t even able to moan anymore, as one orgasm was followed by another. Looking over, Lima saw his wife’s eyes roll back into her head as she passed out with a dreamy. She didn't move. I touched her stomach; she rolled to her back as her arm fell to her side. (Her hand was just inches away from my hard dick) her titties were not like a woman of 44. They stood out straight. No sag in those breasts. The areola are about the size of a 1/2 dollar & nipples like AA batteries.Very slowly I picked up her wrist laying her hand on my balls. she still didn't move but her light snores stopped. She was still making small spit bubbles. (A good sign) I lay there thinking. Mrs. Lopez, would you accompany me so no one in there says something that might hurt my tender feelings."Anita looked the distraught girl for a second before standing and walking out of the room with Andy."You're asking her to violate one of the most sacred tenants of her culture," Andy said."Mr. Drayton, you might not have noticed but Miss Fuentes and I share a skin color," Anita pointed out."I'm not talking about her ethnic heritage," Andy rebutted. "I'm speaking of her socio-economic. "So, tomorrow morning when you go in front of Judge Hastings, it's gonna be my word against yours. I have to tell you, Danielle, old Judge Hastings isn't gonna take the word of a queer bedroom negra over mine." Looks like Stanley's here, Sheriff," the deputy said and the other man looked up and smiled."Good. Get him in here," he nodded."Hey Lyle, what've you got here?" a nasel voice asked.A bookish looking man was coming into the office carrying a grey case, like a briefcase, sort of, but.