My dick grew hard in about 2 seconds as I watched this black woman eat my wife’s pussy. I pulled out my dick and started to stroke it. That’s whe... Becky told me to come over and she would suck my dick. I walked over and Becky was sucking my dick and I could hear Cindy sucking the hell out of my wife’s pussy. Becky pulled my dick out and was having an orgasm and Cindy was still sucking away. After the orgasm was over Becky started sucking my dick again and Cindy was watching I said that I was. . but oh how I wish I was kissing him hello! I walk over to him, reach up and twine my arms around his warm tan neck. I gently pull his head down while moving up onto my tippy-toes and raising my face to meet his. Our lips meet in a soft touch, heat emanates off our close bodies.Breath quickens, hearts race, chests heave. Fingers slide up to thread through the tangle of dark curls at the nape of his neck. Mouths change angle quickly, tongues seeking succour only the other can give. We break. “It's OK, you eat first. I'll wait.” Patricia took another sip of the Sapporo. She liked beer, but didn't indulge often – too many calories. She liked beer – but she liked cheesecake better and preferred the occasional slice of cheesecake to the occasional beer. But tonight there was no cheesecake, and the beer distracted her from the odd situation.Mr. Krushank had already started. “How's the work going?” He asked between bites.“Oh, what? I'm sorry. I didn't hear.” Patricia had zoned. That should be past tense, I suppose.’ ‘Doing what?’ Ty shrugged. ‘He hired me to help raise a ship from the south end of the lake. The S.S. Tahoe, a ship that used to make the circuit of the lake before there were roads. Her owners intentionally sunk her back in 1940. Armstrong wanted to get her afloat, restore her, and turn her into a floating museum.’ I nodded. ‘The local paper said something about divers going down to it. I seem to remember that it was so deep they couldn’t stay more than a.