What the fuck does a husband say to his wife who has just asked him what he thinks of another man, who is clearly about to have sex with her? “Is th...t fucking thing real?” was all I could blurt out. “Oh baby, it’s real – look.” She had opened the next photo and it was on screen, right in front of my face. Joel had taken his cock out of his trunks and it was now hanging between his legs in all its glory. A long, thick, black snake of a cock, hanging down about eight inches from his groin, and. After taking in a good lungful of air, Paul once more showed why he was my best friend. He turned to Lynette instead of me and asked, “So, you’re good with Mike, knowing he went out with my sister, our drummer? And with knowing she was resting with her head on his lap? Even after you two have, well, you know?”Thankfully, Lynette allowed Paul to run through his list of questions before she smiled at him and replied, “I’m good with all of that, Paul. I trust, Mike AND your sister to be respectful. "Stop, you are hurting me" I moaned out.He grunted and continued to abuse my pussy with his massive black cock. My breasts were swaying back and forth from the brutal pounding that I was taking but as much as it hurt then orgasmic feeling that I had took over my senses and I was cumming nonstop as he treated me like his slut."You love my black cock, don't you slut" He grunted out,"I love your black cock" I moaned out.He smacked my white ass hard and ordered me to say it louder,"I love your. He approached us. "Have you permission to be here?" His attitude was somewhat truculent.I held out my hand to shake. "I am Daniel Chandler. I recently bought Chetford. You are?" Reggie Somers. I farm sixty acres over yonder." He waved his hand in the general direction of Braintree although he could have meant almost anywhere. "Wondered what was going on. Seem to get Tinkers and the like around, trying to nick anything valuable. Mind, there isn't anything worth taking in there anymore. We've had.