When she walked through the door she immediately told me to go get girly for her and her lover. She demanded, “Do not jerk your puny penis off eithe...!” 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. I rewarded him with a flood of my creamy nectar and I experienced not one, not two, but seemingly a continuous flurry of orgasms as I cried out my passions aloud. When I was certain I couldn’t take it anymore, and would surely lapse into unconsciousness his siege slowly eased letting my body relax for a moment. As he moved his body up even with mine, simply resting his right hand on my mound while stroking my hair and the side of my face with his left hand I wanted him badly, so very intensely. She tripped overher words as If she could not bring herself to tell her son somethingimportant he should know."You should sit," she said coldly.Something snapped in Charlie as he said this and a nerve bulged in theside of his neck. A cold wave of terror spilled over him as he walked tothe table chairs and sat. He knew was about to be told somethingserious, something that would ruin him entirely. Mary sat down close tohim and did not speak for a moment."What is it?" Charlie asked."Charlie - I -. "You did," I reply. "I know you better than you know yourself. You got on your knees and begged like a spoiled little kid. What did you say, you little slut? What did you say to make your teachers stick their fat, wrinkled cocks in your hot little mouth?" Catherine shook her head, and I slapped her again. Beneath the tight, sexy lace of her black panties, her flesh was red and angry. "What did you say?" I insisted. "Tell me, or I'll make you fucking bleed." I begged them," she whispered, her.