” “I can’t!” “You can Jon, show us!” Jon’s cock was so hard, pressed painfully inside his trousers. He was desperate to release it, to f...el it pumping and throbbing. The two women were giving him the chance and not only that but to stroke himself while they watched. “Maybe we can help you,” said Nancy. “Yes - maybe you need some encouragement,” added Lucy. The girls released his hands and then they stood up and began to unbutton their shiny school blouses. They looked at Jon, who looked up. Then when she whisper in my ear then I myself smell her wetness by sniffing her wet panty covered with nighty. With my both hands I was pressing her boobs and crushing it and simultaneously sucking her wetness. She was moaning and saying me she is loving my sucking…..She was pressing my head to her wet cloth covering her pussy.She became wild cat as she pushes me away and starts removing my jeans to free my brother. She said ” sale kutte tere sher ko Abhi tak bhuk nahi lagi kya…..Nikal tere. This wasn't a 'lifestyle' - this was a change of life. No going back. I even adopted a new name, "Pepper." I had that tattooed on my left back shoulder. The problem was, there were almost no black men where I lived and I needed to be around them. Where to find them? Then it hit me. Prison. I quick search found that Detroit had the highest black population in the country. On weekends I began to take flights there to scout out locations, get what supplies I needed and set this up. For my plan,. He reciprocated with the same passion while we fondled.Me: I love you, Jacob, my pussy is sensitive because of all the fucking, but I want to feel your cock inside me.Jacob: We can do it later, baby. I want you to enjoy our experience don’t want you to be in pain.Me: I won’t be in pain, put your cock in me, have your sloppy seconds, and reclaim my pussy.He kissed me one more time and then removed his beach shorts. Jacob was already hard and was ready to penetrate me. He slowly lowered his shaft.