"Lilah. Lilah. Lilah." Her name was a whispered prayer on his lips as he slowly pulled out and then plowed back in. He braced himself up on his elbows...to take his weight off of her. Delilah wrapped her arms around his lower back and dug her fingers into his butt. Each thrust brought her hips to meet his and their bodies slapped together. "Yes. Yes. Like that. Harder Dare." Delilah encouraged. Darren knew she wasn't far from climax either. And he sped up. He was afraid to hurt her but when her. "Do you really hate eating at the counter, or were you hitting on me?" my breakfast companion asked as she cut her Danish with a fork."I hate the counter that much, and you were the best choice. I would never ask a man. A man wouldn't have asked my intentions he would just assume I was a hooker," I said with a laugh."Yeah, you have a point," she said."So what brings you out so early," I asked."Is this early?" she asked."Yeah it is," I suggested."I just stopped for coffee and a danish. I'm on my. They also were aggressive the way we like them.They went to work on her. She was sucking a cock as one was fucking her. The other guy was pulling on her tits and sucking them. She was in heaven. As soon as the first black guy came in her cunt as she was screaming I am Cumming then the white guy took his place. He them dumped his load in her as well. The other black guy shot his load in her mouth and all over her face.The guys all sat on the edge of the bed. As my wife rested they told me to do. I just know that at this level of granularity of reality they do not exist and at another level they do and that works for me. Anyway, since I definitely lean to the Heathen side of things it upsets my wife. So I keep it very low key and avoid arguments by interpreting her questions literally. To her all “ Pagan” things are Wiccan so when she asks me is that wiccan I can honestly say no. Then when she asks me what it is I tell her something ethnic, which is also not a lie but is an evasion. She.