Jab main waha pahuch to woh car se aaye.Aaj to unko dekh ke mera lund khara ho gaya. Aaj unko sleeveless blouse kafi patla tha, just like a bra, trans...arent saree se unka cleavage saaf dikh raha tha. Mujhse aaj control nahi hone wala tha, main bas unko dekhte hi ja raha tha.Woh halka sharma ke boli, aise kya dekh rahe ho. Main bola ki ek problem ho gayi hai paise ko leke. Woh boli under aake batao. Main car mein baith gaya. Main bola ki mere ek friend ko bank se phone aaya hai cash exchange ko. She's told me all about it.Now, I've stood in front of my full-length mirror lots, looking at my body. I'm five feet-four, one hundred nine pounds, wavy blond, shoulder-length hair, some tan (no, not all-over), nice figure.I've really developed a lot in the last year or so. I'm a very full B-cup, they stand out nicely and have small pink nipples that get very hard and 'stickey-outey' when I play with them or when I masturbate, my waist is slim, my hips are wider, and my legs are pretty. I look. .. OH FUCK YES. FUCK ME JOSEY.”“Belle, slow down, Baby. You’re going to hurt yourself.”“NO WAY! I’M GETTING MY COME. OH HELL YES, FUCK ME DEEP.”“Lean over and kiss me, Belle. I want us to be kissing when we get our comes at the same time. Get ready, Baby ... here comes our baby!”“YES - OH HELL YES. I’m getting the best come ever in my life, and I’m getting it with you. I feel your cock going deeper inside me! OOOOooooooo, YES. I love the feel of your cum filling my pussy.”“Keep fucking me,. We could, and often did fuck forhours. He has a nice seven inch cock that has never letme down yet.The trouble started a little more than a year after wehad been at work at our new jobs as research assistantsfor a pharmaceutical firm. We were both making verygood money and had great futures. We were living acharmed life and we knew it.Then things changed. A black man moved into the housenext door to ours. Maybe if he had moved in down theblock, just maybe things would have worked.