“If you hear them coming for your wife make sure and lock the door and shutter the windows and feed the fire. That’s important. Keeps ‘em from c...ming down the flue. If they get close, take your lady down here. Remove anything worldly ... jewelry ... clothes ... everything. They can sniff her out by her personal stuff. Then fasten her in this here chair and make sure she doesn’t say a peep. The chair will protect her as long as you do as I say.”Ben looked at the old man with disbelief.“And make. Breakfast used to be her favorite time when her husband was still alive. He worked at home from the large office they had created in the den at the opposite end of their ranch style home. He had always scheduled his busy day around 30 minutes each morning to join her for coffee and whatever was breakfast on that particular day. They shared the responsibility of creating this first meal solely based upon which of them was able to get started at it first. She sat quietly remembering his voice. I came twice. Tom was on top of me, pounding me when I simply said, "I wonder how big Demarcus is? I wonder if I'd be able to even take all of that big black cock inside me?" Tom grunted and stiffened. He came at the very suggestion that his cute little white wife's pussy might be too tight for his neighbor's big black erection. Clearly, whether or not Tom would actually want me to do it, he found the thought of me being with Demarcus very stimulating. If I am honest, so did I. The next. Where there was once a black bush was now bald red skin. I grabbed her labias and parted them revealing her pink insides. I then started slowly pushing a finger into her. She started squirming, but couldn’t really do anything about it because of her position. She was quite dry but I started pushing in and out anyway. Once she started lubricating I stopped and moved on to Danielle. I took a quick sniff from my finger to smell some of Tessa’s musky smell. I repeated the process on Danielle. I.