Her other hand was firmly pushing on my chest, pinning me further in my own bed. Every stroke I felt the burning heat from her snake-like skin warming...my cock. I pleaded her to stop, but she couldn’t care less; it didn’t take long for her to climb further up, and after carefully running her index across her warm, wet opening, she aggressively rubbed her crotch against mine; she slid back and forth the length of my body, biting her lip to keep herself from groaning. It took a couple of rough. If you don't want to taste it, then you can stop sucking and just stroke me, okay?”“Okay . . .”She leaned forward and her cheeks opened to expose her beautiful cunt and little brown hole. Because she is so short I had to struggle to bring my mouth to her. I used my fingers to stimulate her between intermittent licks. I was in her mouth again and she was slowly working up and down my cock. It felt so good and I couldn't hold out any longer. “That feels so good that I'm going to cum! Stroke me. Time flew and before long the girls knocked on her door. Elaine quickly sent the page she was reading to the back, behind an assignment."We're going now," said Kendra.Chelsea took an extra step inside Elaine's room and glanced at the screen. "Spoken to him yet?" Not yet," replied Elaine. "I'll let you know. Have a good time." We will," said Kendra. "You could always come with us." Maybe next time. I told him I'd be here." We're going to have a drink at the Rat first if you change your mind,". So the mere thought of my wife actually in the arms of this black man was incredible. I could not believe my ears.She continued as I began to slowly massage my swollen knob through my trousers.He began to slide his hands over my body, going from my waist and hips to my big assed butt. His large black hands, gently pulling me, closer to him, grinding his groin into mine. I did not resist his move. I was turned on by the prospect that I was about to let a black man do things to me, that I had.