He watched as Brooke tickled his hairy balls as she sensually licked his solid shaft. The black man nudged his cock against her pussy. It looked too ...ig for her as he pressed it against the small hole. Brooke’s eyes opened wide as he pushed his cock past your labia. Shaking her head she pulled Lenny’s cock from her mouth. “No stop! Stop! I can’t take it!” She squealed as she gripped the cock in her hand. “Shut……………….the fuck up!” Joel calmly said and kept on pushing as it slowly. He was always fiercely protective of me, until I told him to back off and let me fight my own battles. It was another point of sympathy I had with Sheila. Perhaps that was the point, or one of them. There were many layers to what I had seen—and Sheila had re-experienced. The bitch was tough.Something occurred to me. There had not been a word spoken in at least 15 minutes. Forget a thousand words. That video was worth a couple of books.Sheila:The situation at the airport was an unfolding. Watching Lena slurp up and down Rick's shaft and take his dick in her mouth was making it difficult for me to keep my composure. I pulled Cass off and leaned down to kiss her. I recovered some and stood back up and let her resume.She had a grip on my balls and lightly tugged down on them as she engulfed my fat cock all the way to the base. She gave them a good squeeze as she wriggled her head just before gliding back up. The slobber was dripping down over her hand and making her hand slip down. ”Lara left me, so I punched the numbers I hadn’t had to use in a week. Yep, back to the phone... “Number three!” she answered, almost before she’d picked up the line.“What?”“Number three!” she repeated with excessive glee.It took me a second, and then I broke into a solid ten seconds of laughter. “Number three has it!” I finally managed between breaths.“I knew it!”“Fine, but do you know what the pictures are of?”“Well...” Heather said, her voice quieting a bit. “I definitely know what number.