I took the charge. I with care hold her hands. They left. I brought her in. She was continuously drinking. “Thank you RI”, she said. She was drunk... really drunk. She could not even stand properly. I made her sit on the couch. “Maa, stop drinking!” I tried to take the bottle way. “No! ” she pulled. I pulled back. She pulled back again. I pulled back with much force. It made the vodka fall all over her chest and tummy. “Fuck! Bitch” She said. I was shocked to hear such words from her. The even. "Mmm yes girl, your tight ass is about to milk this black snake" he chuckled as he stroked the full length in and out of my stretched asshole, over and over. "Mmmhmm" I panted in a gurgled voice as I felt his cock so deep inside of me, pulsating quickly. He grabbed me by the hips and ground his cock in so deep as he blasted a mega load into my bowels. I felt several spurts before he pulled out and placed his still semi hard cock to my mouth. "Now your going to suck a real fucking cock" Frankie. She bent to unzip the boots, but I caught my breath – she looked so stunning with them on, so I told her not to take them off. She smiled and said ‘that’s my girl’, and then from a drawer she selected a medium-sized strap-on dildo. Miss Wilton told me call her Sandra when we here, and came to lie beside me on the bed. For a while she caressed and kissed various parts of my body, having the effect of both relaxing and exciting me, until without haste she eased my legs apart and positioned. Most of it was thin enough to see the skin beneath, but the bundles of wiry curls sticking out of the top and legs of her panties were obscene. Diane took a deep breath and pulled her panties down, and I couldn’t see anything but hair. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and I couldn’t do either without hurting her feelings. ‘This isn’t fair Aaron, you can see me but I can’t see you.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Then I remembered when we first met and she had ‘seen’ my face with her hands. She had.