" I said with a giant smile."Ok I will try to do just that. They are no fun anyway."I got up to go and get more coffee, "would you like some more coff...e?" I asked."Oh I am sorry; I will get some for you." She said and started to rise."No that is fine, I am not an invalid, I can and do get coffee for my self and anyone else that needs some, now would you like some more?" Yes please, just black." She said.I went to the coffee pot and poured two more coffee, when I got back there was another woman. She'd let him rub her between her legs over her clothes; God, it felt good.Ryan was getting frustrated sexually, mainly because he felt everyone else was doing it. He knew Jen wanted to take things slow, but his friends were on him all the time, saying shit like, "Maybe she's gettin' it from some other guy," and "Maybe she's a dyke," or the worst, "Maybe she just doesn't like you." He didn't know why his sex life (or lack of it) was of so much concern to them. When he'd mentioned this point to. She demanded, “Do not jerk your puny penis off either!” She knows how uncontrollably excited I get seeing her sexy body being loved by a black man. I went to the bedroom and slipped into some lingerie and pink heels. My wife’s lover makes me where pink polish on my manicured nails and toes all the time. Then I applied my make-up, brushed my long hair and made sure I looked good and dolled up. My wife’s lover came in to the bedroom, pulled his pants and boxers down and sat on the edge of the. Mrs. Mendoza would not accept no for an answer. He nodded his acceptance.She walked to the central stairs and yelled, "Janice Catherine Mendoza! Get your heinie in the shower." Mom!" the faint yell of protest echoed down the stairs."Don't 'mom' me young lady!"A half hour later, Janie appeared in the kitchen freshly scrubbed. Despite her rough evening, he couldn't help but notice that she had grown into a lovely woman. Janie had always been more Spanish looking that the rest of the Mendoza clan,.