Thus I could have two credit cards in the nameof "P Jackson", with one signed by Peter and the other by Patricia.With her own credit card, Patricia wo...ld find shopping much easier.(Although whether Peter's bank account could cope with her clothesshopping would still have to be determined!)With my tasks for the day completed I set about getting the house nicefor Sally's return. I dusted the surfaces in the hall, dining room andlounge and arranged the flowers I had brought in two displays, one. “Absolutely.” I reply leaning back on my elbows and spreading my legs.“Okay you may feel a little sick for a couple of seconds.” He tells me, kneeling between my legs. My attention is momentarily drawn to the prominent bulge of his big cock in his shorts, that is until he takes my tiny dick between his thumb and forefinger. He lifts it up and tells me to hold it in place. I do as he tells me and watch with anticipation as he starts fondling my little balls. I can’t help but moan quietly and. I touched it in my hands. I could not stand it anymore; I unzipped his pants and held that magnificent black piece between my fingers.As usual, I struggled to take him deep in my mouth, so big, so thick, and rock hard. Jerome smiled and told me to show him and my husband, how hungry I was for his black cock…Having him talk to me like that, made me even hornier. My wet pussy was throbbing and I wanted him deep inside of me. Then he told me I needed to beg for his black cock.I looked reluctant. Nothing was said, and then they embraced again, kissing passionately. This time their hands joined in and as one of his hands stroked the back of her head, the other hand slid up and around her side to rest on her back. He gently rubbed her through her clothing and was rewarded by her hands also starting to roam over his strong arms and muscular back.She was the first to speak in one of the gaps as they drew breath. “I’m too hot in this/” She said extricating herself from his embrace. She stood.