About a week before I was scheduled to make the flight back to the States I told everyone that as soon as I got back I would love it if the threw a pa...ty. Honestly my first intention was just to see all my friends again, but I was hoping that I could find someone to spend the night with too. Sarah was the first to respond and said she would make sure I had the best homecoming party ever. Because it was Sarah I believed her wholeheartedly. At this point I should also note that I am a bit of a. Danielle took her by the arm and led her toward the living room. Some of the cum from her last four customers had moved to her bangs and into her hair. Still, most of it was on her face. She looked as if someone had poured a bucket of buttermilk cream on her face. The semen was translucent white and thick on all of her features. It dripped off her eyebrows, nose, and chin. As the two reached the center of the seating area Danielle said, “Michael? Don’t be shy.” “Fuck you, Danielle.” “Well, I. "Oh, YESS!" Mara was saying, over and over, "Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!" As she said that, my cock was rapidly thrusting into her snug pussy, in perfect timing with each other! I'd fucked many different African women (I even had a wife once, and four c***dren with her), but with Mara, the whole experience took on an intensity I'd never known before! It had much to do with the fact that she was married, that she was white, and that she'd already had an African fathered baby the year before (as well as. He had fetched a pair of hand cuffs which he clipped to her left wrist, he stooped from his seat reached over her and clipped the cuffs round the left chair leg then sat placed her back in position her feet to his right, strong hands held her on his knees The slight slope of his knees meant her right hand, the only one available to her, was now needed to stop her falling to the floor again. The hand spanking restarted, SPLAT, SPLAT, SPLAT, her butt a sea of fire, she wriggled the delightful.