She liked what she tasted as she loudly went, "MMMMMMM", as she extracted what was left.I was looking down at her and as she finished she pulled off o... my dick and looked at me. I stroked her hair and looked at her while shaking my head and she spoke first. "I needed to do that and when we do it I want it to last", she said.I looked up and down her body as she laid there."Your not turned off by my stomach", she asked.NO, your beautiful", I said.She smiled big, rolled over and oriented her body. Something for black hands to grab without any resistance. I told her no bra and only crotchless panties is the rule for the clothes I buy her.We had a quiet Sunday at home. Karen was drinking plenty of fluids. Your breast are getting full. I can tell by the way you are pulling on your bra straps I said."Don't worry. I think I can find a way to relieve the pressure in my aching breast. Besides you can't suck them. Only lips from a black man can suck the milk out your wife's breast. You get to. Though the door was closed, and I couldn't hear them nearly as well now, I could see them since the curtain was still parted, and gave me just enough protection to stand behind while peeking in on them. And because of the way they were on the bed, they weren't facing in my direction either, so I could safely stand there and watch them without them even being aware that I was." What where they doing?" I asked, the image already forming inside my mind, though now rubbing Janice's clit had a lot. She tried to keep up with him, often feeling like she was pulling out of Marian by pushing herself against Xavier’s cock and pulling herself off him by pushing into Marian. How did it all come to this, being forced to rape her sister while she herself was being sodomized? But then something happened, something that chilled Sophie’s blood and made her want to throw up. Marian’s whimpers of pain and anguish were turning into moans of pleasure, and instead of crying, she had a drunken smile on her.
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