My cock pressed slowly into her little slit. She was indeed tight, but I was gentle. I slowly slid deeper. Tears started to run down her face."Are y...u okay?" I asked with genuine concern.She nodded emphatically. "These are tears of happiness. You are everything Katie promised you would be. I am glad you took my virginity."I kissed her as I gently pushed into her. Melanie spoke softly "Please take mine."I looked down at Jess and she nodded. I gently pulled out of her. I moved to Melanie. . His musings on the strange artifact were interrupted in a most rudefashion by the door to the office swinging open, entirely without priorenquiry or warning and the entrance into the room of a large very well-built man wearing an even larger grin."Hey! Taxman, right?"The words exploded into the formerly silent room, seeming to existinstantaneously in every corner, defying the logic that stronglysuggested that they must have emanated from the new entrant. It tookmore than a moment for Albert to. Again the group laughed at I as moved even closer to my wife's black lover's crotch. Joy looked down at me with a hint of revenge but mostly just entertainment as she held Jamal's dark cock for me. I was moving too slow for Joy, so she aimed Jamal's beautiful big black twelve inch cock and presented it to my mouth. With the crown of the giant ebony manhood only inches from my lips, I looked up at the faces of the small group of interracial voyeurs. They were all laughing at me. The masculine. Of course, I'd wasted little time in adding Aunt Holly to my spying regime. Again, I hadn't been able to find any reference to 'uncovering your aunt's nakedness' and, in any case, with the defection of our father the degree of piety in our house had greatly diminished. Aunt Holly in the bath, or shower, was a revelation. Slimmer and shorter than either Susan or my mother, she is more like me - if a woman can look like what was then a still developing boy and is now a fully developed though.