Trish, suddenly realised what Tyrone had in mind, and started tostruggle. "Please no, it's too big. I don't want it there."Joel had a sense of deja vu... having been in the same situation a weekago. He had an understanding of what was going through his wife's mind.Tyrone simply started pushing, and Trish screamed as the head violatedher anus. Tyrone had shown Joel mercy the week before, using proper lube,and stopping while Joel adjusted to the outrage, but he showed Trish nosuch kindness. Tyrone. ?Sorry, but I don?t give anything. And I?m sure you?ll spend each cent for snaps instead for a bed. Leave my ground.? Brigitte replied with an angry tone. ?This is not the Christian education I thought to find begging for help? the poor man tried again. ?I said leave my ground or I?ll call the police! Piss off you skunk!? the woman answered. Brigitte slammed the front door shut and turned back to her living room peeping through the window to be sure the old man left. Sitting down and thinking. Daquan was sitting on the left and i could see him pulling his sweat pants down to his ankles. Reach over here slut, get dis dick too . I reached with my left hand and squeezed his already hard long black dick. Omg , i couldnt believe how long, probably 12 inches. Not very thick but so long. I slowly stroked Daquan as i slobbered up and down on. Marcus Marcus's cock was so perfect, so hard and veiny and strong. It made me feel so weak and hot. I stroked him and leaned over to lick Daquans shaft. The skin had rose already. He told me to close my eyes, which I did. He then released a barrage of blows across them. Maybe ten or even more, I wasn’t counting. The pain from spanking or caning is very odd. It’s very pleasurable pain in my view. I was loving the whole thing. “Is it burning?” He asked. “Yes, a little” I replied softly. “You want to feel the burn lady?” He enquired. I gave him the only answer he would ever accept - “Yes please” He then continue to thrash me. God only knows how.