His eyes were bloodshot with fatigue. His eyes kept darting from the man in black to the object sitting at the center of the table. ‘I got it as a g...ft a long time ago.’ He continued. ‘Somebody I was crazy in love with. I collect them, matter of fact. She had no idea how to choose a good one from a cheap one, but somehow she happened to find this one, and man it’s a beaut.’ The black man was aching to talk, to attempt to negotiate, but he feared he had already resigned himself to his fate. A. As he spread her legs, looking at her swollen pussy, Mary was fighting the urge to reach down and touch her very sensitive clitoris. Instead she reached with both hands and started to pinch both of her incredibly hard nipples. She rolled both of them in her fingers, and finally let out a moan, just as Terrance put his fingers on her wet pussy.Mary knew what was coming, and just wanted to feel his big, black cock against her opening. She reached down with one of her hands and grabbed his huge. I may not score but I don’t want to be far from the hotel if I do,” he replied. “Oh, so you’re looking for sex, then, right?” she asked with a grin. “If at all possible; I could use a good hard fuck, pardon my language, ma’am,” he said. “No problem, I’ve heard worse. So I’d expect you might be married, out of town and looking for some strange, right?” she asked knowingly. “Well, yes, as a matter of fact, but I don’t do this a lot,” he said weakly as an excuse. “I know just the place for. I knew I was caught but I was more afraid that my mother was behind him than anything else. My father was always a softie where I was concerned but my mother...she would KILL me. "Your mother is upstairs sleeping," he told me, reading correctly my worst dread and something in my chest loosened a bit although I knew I wasn't quite out of the woods yet. He turned his gaze on Mike and his eyes went even colder as he looked him over; I'm sure he was figuring as I had that this was no teen boy.