Her brother’s friend, I think.” “What’s he doing here?” I asked more calmly, trying to look more curious than desperate. Her mouth made a ...ittle ‘o’ of surprise. “He’s here?!” She started to stumble away as if searching for him, but I caught her arm and repeated my question. “He lives a couple hours away from here, and I didn’t think he’d accept the invitation. We must catch up…” she babbled. My heart was pounding. I walked quickly out of the room, snaking through people and more rooms,. Although she didn't wear leopard-patterned underwear, her body shined in the moonlight when she walked to the drapes to close them. I had never before made love to a woman of color. It was everything it's cracked up to be. What a ride. She had a trimmed pussy, which I liked but it wasn't shaved. Her labia were puffy and, as you'd expect being married to a hung dude like her husband, they hung down an inch. I loved sucking them into my mouth. I found out later that she hadn't been fucked in over. I started to move my hand up and down. She didnt restrict but moved her legs closer to me but her eyes was still closed.I took it as a green signal moved my hands towards her boobs and started caressing it over her dress. Oh god it was so smooth and soft. By then bus had stopped for dinner i removed my hand quickly and acted as sleeping . And the lights were on. She woke up and was pretend as Nothing had happened. She went to washroom first even i. I masturbated first thinking about the. ” I replied.We carried on and when the barrow was full I tried to lift the handles but couldn’t.“We’re going to have to take some out, it’s too heavy.” I said.“Shit.”“Precisely.”“Ha, ha.”We shovelled about half of it out then I tried again.“Okay, open the gate, and don’t forget to shut it behind us.”Beaver did and we went and emptied the barrow.We carried on shovelling the shit and after quite a while Noah came back to see how we were getting on.“Good job girls, a bit slow, but a good job. Keep.