A very tiny cotton thong was lying on the floor, around Ofelia’s ankles. Her hands were missing under the body. Her curly red hair was covering her ...ace and her round bobos were visible through the ragged front part of the dress.A huge black man was behind her, with his trousers down to his knees. I recognized him; the guy was the postman…He had his hard giant black cock in his hand and he was aiming it directly between Ofelia’s pussy lips.The other hand was pushing my mother in law by the. None of it was particularly important, but then I came upon a March entry. I was pretty prominent for a few lines, and I didn’t like it.She had written, “I know I’m supposed to love Jeremy. I have to love him. I was pregnant. He didn’t have to marry me. He didn’t have to take on the responsibility of raising my baby. I wasn’t even sure Samantha was his until we’d had her DNA done for something related to school. He loves me. I have to love him. Oh, I do love him, just not that way, more like a. ’ Cynthia imagined herself licking the pre-cum off Tony’s hard cock with her tongue. She then pictured herself slowly engulfing the head with her mouth and gently sucking his nectar. She slipped one of her fingers into her moist pussy and then brought it to her mouth. She moaned as she sucked it slowly imaging it was Tony’s throbbing member fresh from a dip in her deep well. (Cynthia) ‘I love to lay naked in my garden and feel the leaves on my body. The soil and grass, warmed by the sun. "They are in a seperate room and are out for the night anyway" she tells me. I didn't need a second invitation. Once inside we get straight to it. An extended period of passionate kissing her beautiful lips and neck follows. Her tongue feels so warm against mine as if they were meant to be together. After making out and dry humping each other for 10 minutes, she stands up and whips off her top. I bury my face between her huge DD tits. My tongue against her rock hard nipples makes her quiver.