. as well as non existent) I managed to pee without making a complete mess and started to shake, the shaking became stroking, the stroking became full...blown mastrubation, I heard footsteps behind me as the cubicle door opened after a flush, someone had left. Was I now alone? Getting caught up in the moment and thinking I was now alone I let out a moan, not loud but still audible, I stopped abruptly and listened to my surroundings, nothing. I sat down and went to town, furiously stroking my. .The black guy followed us home.Ana’ pussy was a sloppy mess as I teased her with my fingers during the drive back home. Her cunt was already open and a flow of slick pussy juice had made a wet spot on her dress. She had taken off her satin thong, because it was also soaking wet. Once we arrived home I poured Orson a drink as my sexy wife hurried upstairs to change. Soon she returned downstairs wearing a sheer black nightgown with slits all the way up the sides. Her thong was gone so her nice. She was mainly the house keeper of our house and was of exactly my size. She was very fond of me. Tough every 1 treated her like a servant but I had a real soft corner for Diti. She was dumb but very good looking and quite aware of her body language and curves. She was in our house for over an year. At first I didn’t notice her beauty. But 1 day when I had a look at her fluffy breasts while she was working I realized wat she had inside. From that day onwards I used to look for opportunity to. .. Trey. I'm not going to beg you. It just sounded from the information I gathered that you might be in need of some lady companionship and after you made my made my sap run, you're all I've thought about. Spending time with a vibrator and a Rabbit may not do the trick this time. I know from your address in the phonebook you don't live too far. I could be there in 20 minutes." Why couldn't I go to your place?" I asked to turn the tables on her."Because even if I snuck you into the house with my.