”“Seriously. Think about it,” he challenged me.“I know how the math works out, mane. We gotta cast a wide net,” I redeemed myself as I belch...d.“Exactly,” my medium brownish-orange complected friend sat up.“So…”“So...There’s a low return on investment. Have you ever thought of how you can improve that ratio.”“All the time, my nigga. You got some secret I don’t know about,” I joked.“Maybe,” he twisted his lips at me.“Come up off it then, muthafucka. Why you holding back on a nigga?”“It’s a tad. I can feel his balls touching my ass with every plunge as he starts to pick up momentum. The clapping sound starts to emanate from the rhythmic pounding I am receiving, and I am loving the pure lust that Chris is showing with the force of every thrust. He explodes deep inside me and grinds his dick into my greedy ass, and I cum from the pressure he is exerting on me. After catching our breath we roll out of bed to make our way to the shower. I turn the faucet of the shower on we are about to. May danced with this black giant a few times in the course of the evening, each time returning to the table a little flustered. Anyway, next day after the hangover and the clearing up, and sat on the sofa over coffee, Ian, remarked on her nipples giving away the fact she was excited last night when dancing with Rufus. At which May coloured up considerably, muttering “she was sorry” and “had it shown that much!” which caused Ian to say it was “her birthday, and he didn’t mind and if he knew much. She is a good looking woman I have to admit. Late twenties maybe, tall, slim with long blonde hair and long, long legs. She either hasn't noticed the curtains are wide open or she just doesn't care. A natural exhibitionist. Good for me, bad for her.19:40 Begin recording.She begins to unbutton her white blouse and lets it fall to the floor. She's now standing in a nice black lace bra definitely too small for her B cup tits. Squashing and squeezing the flesh into a nice plump cleavage. She runs.