Make that two.”Her husband licked his lips as he watched their youngest kids take turns feasting on the seemingly endless supply of milk her swollen...boobs provided. He adjusted his mirror and looked closer.“They are bigger. You got them fixed!” he exclaimed. “And not a single scar! That’s amazing!”“They go in through the armpit these days,” she rolled her eyes. “I have no intention to let any of you probe under there just to see a scar that’s smaller than a dime.”Her two teenagers, aged 13 and. And she did, pumping those fingers deep and hard, mashing the brunette's crack and clit on every in-stroke, driving Betty quickly to the edge and over.She came hard, with her entire body tensing up for several seconds, holding off her big release as long as possible before coming down off that plateau of intense pleasure. With a rush of air, she released her body into the rest of her orgasm, pleasant sensations running all over and inside her, centered on her twat. Stacy slowed a little with. Before he could attack, he was on all fours, crawling around the mat and bleating like a lamb. I kept him there for thirty seconds before releasing him.He sat back on his haunches and laughed ruefully. “I guess I forgot to mention: no powers.”“Didn’t I mention that in training the gloves were off?” I asked innocently.“Okay, smart ass,” he said, getting to his feet.This time I let him launch his attack. I blocked; he spun, bringing his elbow around for a head strike, but I had already dropped. She was horrified and told me: “No”I confessed her I had been with many black men, all of them well endowed and told her that there's nothing like a BBC. I also told her I was craving one that night and I wanted to go to some place with them to be fucked until dawn.Barbara was so fucking curious, but she confessed she had never cheated on her husband.I insisted there's nothing like being pounded by a Big Black Cock…I guess my slut friend had enough margaritas flooding her head and finally she.