She grew weak in the knees as there lips met in the fleeting kiss. Nearly swooning, ‘I think I have been wanting that all day too’, she whispered....Her nostrils filled with the musky scent of his aftershave. A shiver running through her body as their lip’s met again. This time in a lingering kiss, His tongue exploring the sultry wetness of her mouth, her arms, encircling his broad, muscular back, Feeling the heat of his burgeoning, length even through the harsh, denim,his burning, blue eye’s. Whipping my arm back and forth, I slapped his hairy arse a few times. “Are you ready to get your hole stuffed by my horse-dick?” I barked.“Yeah… fuck yeah,” he whimpered. “Fuck me… fuck me hard,” he stammered.“I can’t hear you,” I bellowed, “Do you want this knob to fuck you?” I roared.“Yes, yes… Yesss,” he implored, spluttering.Impatiently, I commenced spearing my huge dick into his portal. The excited sounds from him were breath-taking as I started stabbing at his arsehole.“Fuck me… fuck me,. The other man, Jones, laughed loud and he said I was a liar… I said I was hoping they both would be bad boys…They laughed, as Samuel offered me champagne. After more chatting and a couple bottles, they led me to the main bedroom.Once there, I took off my dress and stood naked in front of these handsome black men, just wearing my stilettos.Samuel let slip his silky robe to his feet and he showed me his tremendous black cock. He moved over me; he grabbed my neck and made me bend over my waist; so. He could not say that thinking about sex with Sharon and her mom was not a hell of a turn-on, but what was the cost?John rang the doorbell at 7:20. Sharon answered the door.John quickly apologized, “Sorry I’m late, Honey.”Sharon held the door open for him and shut it after he entered, “It’s okay, John, come upstairs.”“Where is your mom?” John asked as he looked around a bit nervously.Sharon made a quick gesture in the direction of her mother’s bedroom, “She is in her bedroom. She thought it.