Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. “I’ve never seen anything like it. But everything seems to function … normally.”“Am I a monste...?” Sam said. He didn’t mean it, but fishing for sympathy with his mom always worked pretty well. Joyce stood and stepped over to Sam, careful to steer well clear of his still erect penis. “No way. You’re my special little man.” She tousled his hair and looked at him quizzically. She was a few inches taller than Sam, and he had to look up a little to see. "Mark was nervously trying to laugh it off as he followed Clifton to the back door. Clifton turned around as he pushed on the screen door."Tell the Missus to try that soup."Mark listened to the sound of the thin wooden door as it slammed back against the jamb. He starred out the door watching Clifton walk back through the small gate that divided their back yard. Clifton turned and starred at the door as he pushed the gat shut. Their eyes met briefly with a quick stare until Mark turned away.. She tried to be polite. She ushered us into the place and into a large room off the entryway. Our eyes adjusted to the dimmed ight and then we saw him. Her husband was lounging back on the couch. He was completely naked. Very black. Very muscular. And with - no surprise - a very big and very black cock. It was uncircumcised, flaccid still, and just kind of lay across his thigh as he lounged back. He looked at us almost with indifference, but we waved us over. His white wife came over and stood. And her fingers holding her pussy lips apart. Stella wasted no time in getting her face between Dawns legs, as she went to kiss Dawns pussy Stella breathed in the sweet perfume of Dawns wet sticky pussy. As she kissed Dawns pussy she let the tip of her tongue enter Dawns love nest. Lapping at the wetness of her. Letting her tongue lick from Dawns anus to her clit, making Dawn cry out in pleasure. mmmmm ooohhhhhh aaahhhhhh rrrrrrrrrrrr huhhhh huhhhh rrrrrrrrr mmmmmAs Stella gently bit Dawns clit.