"Okay, out now!"Jack and I take six beers and three glasses with us. There is a chest filled with ice on the table. We put the beer and glasses in the...chest. Two minutes later, out comes Eileen with two bowls of soapy water and two wash clothes. She places them on a table next to a lounge chair."Okay Marty, lay on your back."I do as I'm told. Eileen straddles my hips, holding my cock. Her pussy easily slide down to the base."Mmmm Jack, I feel so full. I love that you both are shaved. It feels. "Really?" several young men muttered, without taking their eyes of the stage where the woman was moving her thick but delicate body like a belly dancer."Yes." I said. "I don't believe it." There're always a few skeptics. "That doesn't change the fact that that woman still drives a Mercedes and owns several properties in New York, Miami and Orlando." So why is she.....", someone behind me whispered.I didn't turn around. I looked at the woman and her familiar face trying to remember the. He slowly slides the stiff member in and as he is going in, she takes a deep breath and thrusts upward to meet his body. Her hips are moving faster and faster. She is so wet for her black lover. She can’t control herself and she starts to cum once more. Z can feel Sam swelling, his throbbing black cock inside of her. Z’s hips are still pounding. His breathing is very fast and short as he cries out with excitement. Damn, that Sam can fuck! Sam started to explode. Z slipped him. "As he came, his older body couldn't take the strain and he simply collapsed on top of her, crushing her under his weight. Britney was in no position to roll him off of her, or escape. Not with her arms tightly bound at her back. All she could do was try to calm herself and feel this man's cock shrink inside of her.After what seemed an eternity to her, Britney felt the man finally stirring. She then felt great relief as he lifted himself off from on top of her and leer down at her."How... how.