" King," Marty said softly, "you were utterly perfect! If anything happens to this woman it would only be because we didn't get here soon enough. Darl...ng, they did nothing to her — nothing at all — from the time we arrived on the scene."By then the sounds of approaching sirens could be heard coming from all directions. In moments police cars converged on them from both ends of the block. Marty and the woman, along with Kelly and King, just stayed where they were, although they were now. Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to match the jamming of my fingers into her cunt with the drawing movements of my lips and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding more and more, I just couldn’t seem to fuck her with my hand hard enough. She reached over to her bedside drawer and produced a dildo, it was bright pink, substantial in length and girth, offering it to me.‘Shove it into my cunt, turn it on and fuck me hard!’. This was the sort of behaviour she expected from teenage boys in Watford, when she was 16. Not the sort of behaviour she expected from a mature man who held the post of Company Director in her husband's new company.It had all started innocently enough. They had been delighted to be invited to a welcoming party. Most of the Company Director's were present. All were African. Not a surprise really. Most of the managers were white, and they were here with their wives and those daughters old enough. Uska kala aur lamba lund dekh k to mai pagal ho gayi. Maine bina deri kiye uska lund apne muh mei le liya aur zor zor se chusne lagi.Usne piche se meri skrit upar kar di aur meri chaadi niche kar k meri gand pe zor zor se thappad maarne laga. Mai aur zyada excited ho gayi aur zoro se chusne lagi. Wo siskiya bharne laga. Aur bolne laga chus aur chus. Fir maine ussy bola gaali do muje jitni gandi ho sake utni gandi gaali do rand bulao muje. Usne kaha wahh tu to bohot badi rand nikli yaar. Tuje.