It was improperly darkened and obscurity was all the more incomplete because of the red light. And…good heavens! I startled to see as in a mist that...all the young girls were topless. A wild guess suddenly occurred in my mind: perhaps the middle-aged radiologist had ordered these mountainous young girls to completely remove their several layers of clothing and stay bare-breasted while queuing up for their chest X-ray in order to save time. Or it is highly likely that his patriarchal, despotic. More than enough sperm to impregnate an ovulating female who might not have been so diligent taking the pill. Finally at 7 p.m., I called Christine and started talking about last night. I casually asked her if she came before I started cumming. She said, "No, it was your cock spasming inside of me that got me off." "Do you remember off-hand how many spasms you felt?" I asked, to see if my count of 7 was accurate. "I sure do because I couldn't believe it! You kept cumming and cumming. You. I had already swallowed a mouthful once and went back for more when I saw Jerome mount her face. As I looked up her body and under his massive ball sac, I saw her mouth open and accept his cum covered limp cock. He reached behind his ass cheeks and played with Melinda's tits. I watched and sucked his cum from my wife with erotic pleasure. At that moment, I wanted him to own her in every way...in fact, I wanted every black man on earth to own my wife's body. I would happily clean her up. Doug looked up from watching Julie’s hand on his cock to meet Roger’s gaze. “All right, my friend,” he asked softly “what would you like now?” Flushing slightly, his cock beginning to stir despite his confusion, Roger stammered, “Um, well, that’s up to you, but I would like to fuck you, if that’s all right, and for you to fuck me.” “Well, if it’s up to me, how about I do you first, and then you can have me?” Doug asked. When after a pause Roger slowly nodded his agreement, Doug quickly took.