He was fucking huge!"Lindsey laughed to herself. Tara was such a good and honest friend, and it only made her more curious as to why she had suddenly ...witched to fucking black men. Lindsey felt a weird guilt. She had always considered herself to end up and date white men, but did that make her racist? No. No, that's absurd, she had just always seen herself dating white guys, but that didn't mean she had too.Tara and Lyndsey had a tremendous day on Friday. They drank a little, talked about some. ” Denise got on her knees and opened her mouth. Michael put his eight inch dick into her mouth. Denise bobbed along taking more of his cock into her mouth. She was making all kinds of wet, sucking, popping noises. Her cheeks were bulging, spit oozed down the corners of her mouth. Michael started to face fuck her and Denise kept pace with him. Then he let out a growl. “Fuck!” Michael blasted his hot come down Denise’s mouth. She swallowed it all and stood up. They shared a kiss and Michael. “They always stop talking when they pop their cork,” Betty pulled herself off of my fist but Waverly waited until I removed it. They started to wipe themselves off.“Don’t use my sheets for your pussy stank,” Waverly chided her mother for using her bed sheets to wipe her wet pussy and asshole. Betty told Waverly that she loved the smell of her momma’s wet cunt and used her daughter’s pillowcase to floss between her legs.My hands were still dripping from the girls bodies – a mixture of cunt, ass. ‘Um yes, I … I mean, no. I …’ She took a deep breath and tried to settle. ‘I know this may sound strange. I … we … I know you. Please, you need to meet somebody. He’s downstairs.’ She blinked. She knew she must be coming across as some nutcase on crack. But, wow! She never thought she’d meet one, let alone here. Cass glanced down at her watch. It was time that she started heading back. She was apparently not going to have time to browse the new releases and lifted her cup to drain the last of.