"Now watch this," Miss K mouthed as she looked over my shoulder. "Follow my lead, and this should be fun." Tracy giggled a bit as she surveyed the sc...ne, looking at Miss K's dick twitch between her cheeks. Miss K then reached through the opening in her body suit and pulled her semi-hard cock against the smooth bodysuit and out, letting it hang limply and brush Ella Mae's face. She pinched her nipples to get her dick to twitch, then looked down on Ella Mae."Surprise."Miss K looked haughtily. The odor was still there, but would the woman allow him to resume his fascination with it? He looked into her eyes for a sign.Marsha lifted the T-shirt hem just enough to expose her matted black muff."Did you clean me up so well? Do I need to make fresh cum for you, baby?" She applied fingertips to her bug, just over the hood of her sensitive clit. Immediately her body responded, sending a warm flush down her thighs and across her chest. Feet taking a wider stance, Marsha reached deeper into. She calls Mike, not knowing what else to do, but he doesn’t answer. She texts him, telling him that they were caught, but still no answer. There’s only Andy and Leslie now, and she can’t tell them without revealing how much of a horrible person she is.Mike shows up on her day off while she’s crying in bed. She invites him in, and they talk a bit, but Mike doesn’t offer any apologies. It isn’t his fault anyway; it was her choice to go down this road, to use her body. Even as she fights to hold. He grabbed his dick and stroked it, willing it to hardness. He grabbed the remote and flicked on a vid that was in his DVD player. With his flat screen filled with images of hot, sweaty black men, he was able to get hard enough for the task at hand. Fully erect, Todd was at least twelve inches. This wasn’t exaggerated, Internet inches, when guys claim they are a foot long and they are really only about two inches over average. This was the real deal. Scott felt like he was in the.