To rub salt into the wounds, I peeled my black lace thong from my pussy revealing my puffed smooth slit, leaving my thigh half way down my thighs, hel... in place by my parted legs. I traced my hand down my stomach and glided my fingers over my smooth mound, letting my index finger slide into my hairless crack. I slid my finger up and down the length of my slit and whispered to hubby."To think babe, this tight pussy will not have anything other black cock for the next 48 hours!" I looked into his. She knew that he had told not to wear panties or bra, but her new lingerie was very sexy and almost like wearing nothing or so the girl at the store had told her. About 11:00, she fell asleep on the couch wondering why he and his friends had not come home and played cards.Suddenly she found herself being yanked from the couch and Tom standing over her looking very angry. As she cringed in fright he told her that since she couldn't do what he had told her she could just pack her bags and go home. Worthington, one of her dad's coworkers at a small law office, specializing in real estate. Molly held open the door as Mr. Worthington more or less dragged her father inside the house. She closed and locked the door behind them. Mr. Worthington was struggling to get her father up the stairs. Andrew was a big man at 6'4". He wasn't particularly fat, but he was certainly not the physical specimen he appeared to be in older photos. Mr. Worthington was 10 years his junior, at 38 years old,. He opens his eyes, sees me and shrugs. He's either too drunk to care or he's a massive extrovert. Either way, his cock is exposed and twitches in front of her face. It strains at the warm breath in front of it. It lifts as she lightly flicks her tongue at it. It disappears as she takes the full length into her mouth and down into her throat. He moans as she swallows against the tip of his cock, the guttural sound of her throat muscles working against his flesh drowning him out. She slowly.