“No, can you cum in me again?” she asked. He smiled and replied “I’m willing to try, but I want your mouth again first.” He pulled out of he..., leaving her flat on her back, then pulled her off the bed so that she was on her knees again with the back of her head against our mattress. He grasped the sides of her head and pushed his cock into her open mouth again. This time he was far less polite about it. He started fucking her mouth again, going deep into her throat occasionally without warning.. I asked if she wanted to fuck a young hot brotha, and if she had a good hard dick lately, see I knew her white husband had a dick problem, he couldn't get it up. She answered well I'll just have to see. At that point I walked behind her and gave her a big hug so she could feel my Black dick. All I heard was a moan and I knew the pussy was all Tremel's.I slowly touched her big-ass titties knowing she was hot, & I didn't care if anyone walked in. I just knew I had to do my job as a black man and. Nobody spoke, or at least nobody could speak louder than Tracy, so everybody was enjoying the show in silence. Including Amber, who enjoyed her power over the bitch who used to be her mother. The smell of freshly cooked flesh filled the air, and it was not bad at all. She switched back to the lower half again and observed the awfully burnt upper half with a wicked smile. It was the same but as the lights were coming from the ceiling had a much better view. Amongst lots of small blisters, one. "When she admitted that Heather was not coming back I jumped at the chance to take the room. "Okay, I'll move in there," I said, thinking that my mother was resigned to the fact that Heather was gone, possibly forever. I looked over at Becky and she nodded to me, agreeing, I think, that I was doing the right thing.We went to inspect the room. It was about one-forth the size of my room at the Oldham home and it was cluttered with Heather's belongings. In other words, it was a mess.Becky and I.