"That's right, bitch. That's a real man's cock. It gonna split that wet pussy open and fill it with seed."She was very quiet and that surprised Tom. ...Lisa was a very outspoken and assertive woman. She was like butter in this black man' hands.Max put his hand down her pants, to her slight protest. Max was a very strong man, and he was proving to her his power. He wanted her to resist, that made it more exciting."Shut the fuck up whore and do as you are told! Now pull it out and suck." he. We had sex most every time we passed Cassie back and forth to each other. Still it wasn't like having a woman to sleep with every night. This was just the way our life was and we accepted it.Jean's business was a success. She had a gay guy that helped her in the studio and several people she employed on an "as needed basis." Jean was a colorful person. She loved fabrics and colors. I never knew how she would be dressed when I met her. One time she might be dressed as a Bohemian, the next as a. As I cowered there she said, "Just give me a minute." Then, I supposefrom reflexive good manners, she added, "Come inside."I huddled where I was, mentally playing out a scene in which Ted crossedthe room and caught my hunched up figure out of the side of his eye. Iwould stand up, grin sheepishly, and try to come up with a workableexcuse, even though one didn't exist. Instead, as my wife hurried byme, I heard the front door close but no heavy male footsteps movingcloser. She came back with. "You're going to spoil that girl you know." Spoil myself you mean," I interjected.She laughed slightly and bent over to give me a kiss. I took the opportunity to pull her in closer and grab a handful of tit. With a small shriek she fell into the hammock with me. "Mmmm, nice," she whispered and let her hand drift down to my crotch.My cock started to stir to life but my wife quickly took her hand off and pulled away. "We'll take care of that later. I know that you will have a hard time without me.