The lines of pain that had been present on his face – emotional pain, not physical; she’d checked with Wynne and Anders both – since they’d fi...st met were gone, faint wrinkles around his eyes the only sign they’d ever existed. She allowed herself to stare at him until she’d had her fill, memorising his thick, dark hair, his full lips, his light stubble – so different from the unkempt, near-beard he’d had when they met – and the small patch of hair under his lip. A ‘soul-patch’, Sierra called. ”“I don't know exactly what Quentin does apart from being a solicitor but I was aware that he has some security connection and that Crispin is involved. That would explain the connection. I suppose you and he is just a front then Ella.”“No, not just a front, its that as well but we genuine like each other and I think we are working out a relationship that works. You realise that you have seriously shocked him don't you.”“That is what makes it so fun. Crispin is shocked but not horrified and. He slammed into her one last time and held himself deep in her. His cock pulsed several times as it filled her womb with his spunk. Joan had been willingly having her cunt and mouth fucked and filled, but her thoughts kept going back to the black cock that she was waiting to have in her. As the man who had just cum in her came up to have his prick sucked clean, Joan saw, for the first time, a black cock approaching her pussy and she was excited by the thought. He had the biggest cock she had. .. the big one," and she stroked her aching pussy with a roaming hand. She could hear chuckles in response to her pleas, and one of them said, "Go for it, dude." More sounds of clothing and after thirty seconds she bit her lower lip, thinking she would never have his wonderful, massive cock inside her again. Then suddenly she felt its throbbing shaft sliding along her pussy lips, lubricating itself for another ride. Her heart skipped a beat and her breathing quickened as her fingertips brushed.