Wendy could barely keep her hands out of her panties as she stood at Mr. Fine's front door. She rang the bell and bit her lip, hoping he would answer ...he door. Instead, when it opened a few moments later, it was Mrs. Fine standing there. Before Wendy could fake a smile and say something nice to her, she realized what the lovely Linda was wearing. The statuesque woman, whom she had actually fantasized about before her current crush on Mr. Fine, was wearing a beautiful nightie that she shouldn't. Not only did she want that huge penis in her pussy, she needed it. She got up, grabbed the packaged condom off the table and while she opened it, Claudia directed Greg, "Honey, I want you to sit down and lean up against the headboard."When he was situated, Nancy put the latex rubber on the head and tried to unroll it. Her fears were realized because it was not a magnum XL. Even though the condom was too small, she persevered and eventually was able to get about half of it on him. That was going. I now had gotten behind the couch standing over her and began to try and sooth her screaming out for this to stop. She looked up at me eyes as wide as can be full of absolute fear, and disgust, telling me to stop him.I merely reached my hands down along her lean body and imediately Pepper shot his head up and snarled, snapped, and growled at me. Oh I knew all to well that he would have none of that at all. So I laid my hands on her head and began a soothing stroking action, and told her. I knew that she could sense she had some power over me now. Her eyes lit up and she reached under the table, reaching for my crotch. She firmly squeezed my cock, then looked up at me."So it's true. You got all hard thinking about me getting my ass felt up. " I can't help it. The idea that you used to let all those black guys touch you, it really turns me on. Did it happen a lot?" Mmm, yes. Every time we came in. Sometimes they played with my tits as well. They'd rub their hands against my.