I'd be grateful. It is rather crowded, here, isn't it? And some of these guys..." We're safer together. Do you know your way around?" No, not really."...Let's go down to Jackson Square, by the cathedral." OK." Would you like a Marguerita? I'm buying." OK, thanks." Here, take this one. I haven't touched it. I'll get another." The blonde bought another from a street vendor while Gail sipped at hers. She'd never had one before, but it tasted pretty good, fruity. "My name's Wendy." said the blonde,. " "You can show me," I pulled her closer, my hand on her tit, "anytime." I kissed her deeply, not bothering to start off slow, and she moaned deeply into my mouth as our tongues danced, our cum and lust mixing with the other. She slid herself on top of me, not breaking the kiss, and positioned her dripping pussy over my hard-again cock, teasing me. She slowly lowered herself down, taking an inch. She moaned loudly, and when she was ready, she slammed herself all the way down, my cock buried. But the picture that drove me over the top was the one where you see a black head sucking on my wife's breast . In between his white teeth he is clenching down hard on her nipple and my wife's milk is squirting out. Beautiful close up. I camed. Karen knows my weakness is seeing her breast being mauled by a black man. She loves it too.Last page said credits. It showed Karen being fucked by a older white man. Now this is new to me. "Questions?" Karen askedI had a lot of questions. I guess I. It is time for round two."Lisa watched Lucy leave the kitchen. She shook her head and went back to preparing the bread machine for making cinnamon buns for breakfast. She used to hate housekeeping and cooking, but that had been when it was an unpaid chore. It was funny, but ever since she started to get paid to take care of the house she found that she actually enjoyed it.Lucy returned to the couch and sat down. Every time William looked at her, he started to chuckle. Finally, he managed to.