Jackie seemed like she would be next, and indeed her breathing was getting heavier. As usual, she built slowly, with moans, sighs and "ohh"s getting p...ogressively loader. But she was still quite a way off, it appeared.Petra, on the other hand, looked like she was having trouble. Even though her hand had now moved down to her clit and was massaging it vigorously, she seemed unable to reach her climax, and I could see the frustration on her face. I knew what would help, and was pretty sure it. When she fucked the black man and he couldn't go any more then her husband fucked her really good. I was absorbed in the movie but I became aware that I was rubbing my white cunt all over the black cock between my legs. I wanted it so bad. I started pushing back on it. I wanted it in me. My black man started saying that's right slut be just like that whore. Fuck my black cock. Go ahead you can get it in there. You'll stretch. With that my hands were released. I immediately grabbed the black. "Come here," she said.I walked over to Candy. She grabbed me by the hips and started making out with me. My pussy was so wet, my juices were flowing onto the leather sofa. Out of pure instinct I started feeling up her ass, playing with her thong. In response to my actions, she began to unzip my dress. I stood up and let it fall to the ground. Now we were both in lingerie. She told me to come closer and removed my bra, exposing my hard C-cup tits. With one hand Candy fondled my tits and with the. I didn't let on like I knew it at the time, but even withthe haircut and dye, I could still tell it was her. She hadn't doneanything wrong in the past three weeks, so I assumed she was on thestraight and narrow, now.I folded my arms under my breasts. "Mom's pissed at you again, Dad," Isaid to my bewildered father.He walked up to me and set his hands on my shoulders, in a reassuringsort of I'll comfort ya, kid way, despite the fact that I didn't reallyneed comforting. "What is it this time? Did.