When we got to the town in South Louisiana, we were suprised that the people who lived there were mostly black. We had never met any black people befo...e. In our hometown there were just white people.We met up with the realtor, a black women called Clara. "So where are you from, your not from the us, are you," she asked. "We're from Sweden," I told her. "Have you been here before," she asked. "No, we haven't," Helen told her.We talked for about 30 minutes. We found out that Clara was 31 and that. No, not there. I’ve only done anal once and I didn’t like it.” I knew she was desperate though and would give in. “Well, you said ‘wherever’ and that’s where I want to cum. Either you let me cum in your ass or we will stop right now before you get any cum. You will have to go all day without fulfilling your craving. And who knows whether Jason will be too tired when he gets home from working all day after being up late last night …” Now I had her! “OK, you can cum in my ass. But later. I want. Her knees were becoming jellied, so she had to fight to keep her body from sliding down the slick tiles as my mouth devoured and pinned her crotch firmly against the wall. She was flooding me with the essence of our coupling, a tangy mix of male and female come. ‘OOHH…God…YYEESSS,’ Michelle hissed over the raining sound of the shower, her hands now entwined in my hair and pulling. With each inward thrust of my fingers, Michelle’s hips involuntarily rose to accept them, and with each withdrawal. Okay, I admit that it had been close to a year since my last bath, but I had no idea that I was that dirty. They had not gotten as far as my waist, and the water was already a dark brown. Then they had me stand up, and I could see the contrast between the parts of me that had been washed and the parts that were just wet.Martha washed the front of me and Ann washed the back. Now the water really got dark. I was not sure what this was all about until Martha started working on my cock and Ann.