''You don't need to whisper.' She laughed and curling her hand round his erect cock, she began to move it gently up and down. 'Was this what you were ...p to, Barry, wanking yourself, thinking about me?' His cock felt as if it was going to burst.'I think we'd better have a look, don't you?' She pulled back the duvet and looked at his rigid cock sticking up out of his pajamas.'That looks good enough to eat,' she said. 'I wonder what it tastes like?'She bent down, her long hair falling forward She. When the bar closed, my husband Jeff suggested that we all go up to our room for a nightcap. Our new friends agreed without hesitation.When we got to the room, Jeff busied himself with fixing the drinks while Milt and Stan sat on the bed. Both of them commented on the shapeliness of my legs. I thanked them for the compliment and sort of paraded in front of them. They said I would make a good model, and Jeff agreed, saying that I should start modeling right there and then. We took a vote, which. The men stayed at our apartment all night. I guess their wives were used to them staying out like that when they had parties. I can’t even count the number of times that Cindy was fucked by their bare cocks and the number of times both of us sucked their cocks, balls and asses. I could hardly believe the stamina of those men and dominantly and aggressively they used us. Since that night I have read a lot of websites that discuss how much black men like to be sexually satisfied by whites. I know. But then she frowned. Her daughter was ripe for the plucking, full of hormones that some pimply faced boy could soon use to manipulate her into something that could be good ... or bad. Liz didn't want that to turn out bad for her daughter."Yes we did. And that's because I wanted it. I NEEDED it." But I don't understand. You kept telling him 'no' and to stop and that you shouldn't be doing it but you just kept going until ... I don't understand."Liz thought for a minute. "If your Uncle tried to.