That was the trigger that sent her over the edge, and gripping my cock tighter, she thrust her hips up at me and almost screamed her release. “I'm c...ming Mike. Oh God, I'm coming.” With that her pussy erupted onto my tongue, flooding my mouth with her sweet juices. I swallowed it down like a man dying of thirst, not wanting to waste a drop of her womanly nectar. She came so hard and long that eventually I had to admit defeat and trickles of her cumm ran from the corners of my mouth some even. "Don't bother denying it - I saw you do it!"She burst into tears and I just sat there and waited till she stopped, and then the story came out. John was friends with her ex-husbands brother and he knew why they had gotten divorced and he threatened to spread the word about her if she didn't fuck him. He had been fucking her since a week after she moved to town and he wanted to fuck her last night because he thought it would be a kick to fuck her on her wedding night."So what is so bad about why. I have standards, I only fuck black men. Besides, I am already with one worthless white cuck, and one is enough. I blow Martha a kiss and laugh. They both walk into their apartment and shut the door. I finally get to Tyrone's place. Before I can even knock on his door my pussy starts to get wet. Once I was in his apartment, we had the most anamalistic sex you can imagine. He stucked his 10 inch, fat bbc into every hole in my body. I head back home three hours later. I am wearing no panties. "That egg looks good and so does the bacon," Marcy said. "I should try scrapple, whatever that is. I did not get any the other morning when you cooked it." Would you like that as a sandwich? Scrapple, egg, bacon and cheese on toast are really good," I said."That does sound good," she said.The rest of my family was getting up. I could hear them moving around. I started the bacon and scrapple and stirred the potatoes so they wouldn't burn. They were in was the biggest frying pan we had and filled.