The last time I "knew" that it was Mrs. Golding it had turned out to be Angie. What were the odds of that happening again, though? On the other hand, ...ould I really take that chance? I hit the pause button."Coming!" I yelled.I was two for two. This woman was also blonde. She was also beautiful. She was ten years older than Angie, true. But she did come with her own bottle of wine."Shawn! What's up?" Not much," she said with a shyness that was at once delightful and inexplicable. "Got a date. He pulled out before he came then slapped his cock on my hole a few times.a different guy rubbed the head of his cock on my partly gaped hole to get hard. then he pushed it in slow. he was a little bigger but couldn't stay hard enough to fuck.from further away i heard a distinctly black voice say something like "let me in there". when he got up to me he was already hard. his cock was big, but not giant. he slide into me and it just kept going. i think he was about 9-10 inches long. he fucked me. .. it just smells like [hesniffed] sauce." There's sauce," I added, as if that was what he was unclear on. "Justput it in the..." I looked around me for the microwave. It turned outto be next to a cookie jar shaped like a fat cat.Seeing that I clearly wasn't going to help him, he stopped asking anyquestions about its contents and just continued to investigate forhimself as he brought it over to the microwave."How long d'you reckon, four, five minutes?" he asked, sticking out hislip and rocking. ...I know, and relax..i promise, you'll enjoy. Lay back." I nodded and layed back, his arms were under my legs, his hands on my tights, I shivered with antcipation. my pussy, previously untouched, was dripping, with anticipation..and excitement. Iquiverd.Soon, i felt his lips touched my sensitive clit. I moaned and my hips raised ever so slightly, soon, his tounge was probing my wet slit, then back to my clit he went, sucking and licking, flicking his tounge as one of his fingers played with.