Mom likes to use black guys and black toys to humiliate us, not because of any weird racial stuff, but because it’s even more obvious it isnR...7;t us fucking her.“But because it’s not your fault you were born with sad little baby dicks and because we’re so nice, we’re going to let you watch us fuck some real men. Billy, don’t forget to make sure the other two pay nice attention. Oh, and we’ll want breakfast in bed, it’s gonna be a long. She kissed me and pulled me in. Her perfume was so feminine, but there was another smell in the house. When she realized what I was thinking, she said, “Lasagna, your wife texted me with your favorite food. Be done in about a half-hour.”If you’ve read many of these, you know how much I love lasagna. But it was the last thing I was thinking about that night. Ginger’s beautiful red hair down below her waist, sparkling green eyes, and she was wearing a pair of tight pants with a white, silky. While she was packing, I had already been upstairs to shower and put my flowing sundress on, minus knickers as a surprise for Mike. I had re-shaved my pussy very carefully, scared of cutting myself. I had noticed some stubbly bits and wanted myself perfectly smooth, ready for Mikes tongue. As I entered the kitchen, Mum seemed to be finally ready and ignored Johns huffing and impatience. She kissed me goodbye and they set off, promising to be back by 7pm to make dinner. Nearly nine hours alone.. I tried to question him about what was in his mind, but he just asked me to come with him. I did as he told me and came out of my bedroom through the window. Ross grabbed my hand and took me to the guest house, which was about 100 meters away from our house. “Why are we going to the guest house?” I asked. “I want to fuck your ass and hear you moan louder,” Ross said and I didn’t ask anything else. I just got fucking horny to hear his intentions. Ross had the key of the guesthouse, he opened the.