She did have the same face, just for a different reason :). If only she knew her fat husband wanted to fuck me. Of course, I said no. 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. The group sang of how his heart was overflowing with love for the girl of his dreams. They described the times that the two lovers had wandered through the woods and fields, hand in hand, as they cherished the time of being together."I gently held her dainty hand,I knew we soon must part.But deep within my very being,Love burned within my heart."One verse was especially poignant to me. They sang of how the girl sailed through the air as her lover pushed her on a swing. The delicate dress would. We looked at each other and laughed when it disappeared.I said, "That was dumb. I'm sure they could see us at a hundred miles an hour way up there when we're wearing drab clothes to keep from standing out."Bennie chuckled, "You're right but it did seem like the thing to do. My question is, where did it come from and where is it going?"It crossed our path from right to left. We listened and could hear nothing. Bennie said, "It's late afternoon. Let's stop early, get on the radio, and look at. .. I sometimes wonder if she secretly liked it but just wouldn't let on? She pushed back on to me when I shot but I'm not sure if it was an accident or just a moments relapse where she stopped pretending to be outraged and loved it. That was last Wednesdays. Early on tonight Sylvia, (That's her name by the way), slipped in beside me on the couch and after cuddling up for a few minutes started stoking my cock. I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed but it didn't take long to cotton on to the.