Her husband didn't know any black guys; in fact both of them didn't really like his type. But that would be how Stacey would word it, other might say ...hey were just down right racist. The Boss eased past her, his body enormous compared to her slim 5'5 frame. He'd seen photographs of her before so his eyes didn't linger embarrassingly; he already studied her at his leisure. Today as most times she was dressed in a tight white T shirt and white tennis skirt. Stacey was slim with large hips and. . shaking it off, ready to deliver the knockout blow once more glanced over her shoulder locking eyes with CHad, pulled her fingers from her dripping hole, lifted them to her lips and proceeded to suck them dry of their delectable honey. Once finished sampling the wonderful flavor of retribution, sure she'd effectively driven home her point, she bent over retrieving her bikini bottom, blew him a kiss, smiled and daintily waved goodbye, disappearing into the house.Chad stood utterly disbelieving. Perhaps I was beginning to listen."Are you ready," she asked casually, as if we were about to watch a movie."Come here," I answered.She swung a leg over me, and it was clear that with the height of the bench, she was not tall enough to reach the top of my shaft to take me in. Apparently quite the problem solver, she slid upward on me, my manhood pinned under her to my belly, until her entrance was even with the tip. Then she stood as high as she could, leaned forward with incredible poise and. She put this hand on her stomach and pushed it downward. He let his hand drift over her shorts and rubbed her center thru them. Another gasp.“I want you to lick me.” She said to Cris. “Lick me until I cum. Chelle already got her pussy licked, so now it’s my turn.”“Yeah, but I don’t really remember what it felt like,” Michelle pouted, her bottom lip poking out.“Maybe I’ll let him lick you when he’s done with me, if I’m feeling generous.” Missy said. “In the meantime, you can come here and suck.