I roared as I pumped cum into her pussy – my hips bucking against her restraining feet. My cock continued to violently pulse long after I had nothin... left to give.I collapsed atop her, utterly spent, and panting like a bellows.Ms. Goldwyn moaned and caressed my back. I grunted and whimpered from her pussy squeezing around me because I was rapidly growing sensitive. That made her moans take on a wicked note, and I felt her squeezing even harder.The second contraction was too much, and I yanked. Like snow. On his feet was a simple pair of converse. He spoke again and his voice was like a melody of strings. Is something the matter? I wiped the tears from my eyes and replied Who… Who are you? How did you get in here? He smiled, showing perfect white teeth. Youd never believe me. Try me. He leaned his broad, squared shoulders against my wall. Alright. If you insist and in a flash he stood in the centre of the room and jutting from his back were two white wings. My mouth fell open in. What she didn't know was that her friend was a slave to my hard cock, and in fact, her husband hadn't had any wife pussy since that fateful cucking day, although she got plowed regularly.The unusual thing about the first encounter was that I met with Janet and discussed our arrangement rather than her husband and I; I encouraged her to feel me up in the restaurant, under the table. The expression on her face was priceless as she freely felt me and decided to use me as her tool of retribution.I. Mary Deanna wurde im Süden geboren und ist dort aufgewachsen. Es war ihr klar, dass keine richtige weiße Frau mit einem schwarzen Mann in Verbindung gebracht werden würde, geschweige denn Sex mit ihm in Betracht ziehen würde! Als ich meine Frau heiratete, war ich der erste Mann, der sie jemals gefickt hat. Bis zu unserem Hochzeitstag weigerte sich Mary Deanna, Sex mit mir zu haben und sagte, sie wolle "rein" sein, wenn sie ins Ehebett kam.Ich muss sagen, ich war ziemlich glücklich, als ich sie.