Fucking her asshole with my tongue, I bet she would taste so good, her shaved holes open for me to devour. I had no doubt she would look hot, backed i...to my mouth, that sweet tight ass she has, her tone body, firm tits, her soft skin. I wanted some of her so bad. Being pretty buzzed at that point, I went into the house for one more drink, then got an idea.April had told me Christy was staying the night. So I wanted to see if I could sneak a peak at her, maybe pull her blanket up and see her. She panted that she wanted me to come inside her, that she needed me to bury my black seed deep in her womb and that she craved to be pregnant by me. Just me and no one else. "Oh baby please come in me please." I replied laughing "You like that hehe. You on the pill." She wasn't and was actually in her ovulation phase as well so completely fertile for me. "No baby no pill. I want your black baby please. Make me pregnant please baby please black breed me please." I stood up holding her onto my. “Is that for us?” asked Mel, who spotted him first. I turned round and recognized Nigel, Diana’s husband. (I had no idea they were married at the time. Long story.) Nigel is a dour looking man, who played the long suffering man of the house in I Married A Murderer, the play Diana was doing when we met. He’s really quite a good actor and I’ve spotted him in more than a few really nice roles since, but in real life he’s not exactly the life of the party. Particularly when his wife is shagging. Some guys were having a lot of fun on the otherside of the door, and he didn't really want to barge in on them. Heturned to the next door down, opening it and popping inside. He'd justhave to ignore the moans and purrs from his neighbors. After all,something felt really rude about interrupting two guys getting busy ina public place all of a sudden.Tobias tugged off his drab gray t-shirt, staring at it for a moment.The words, "Wait, what am I doing here," stared back at him, white textprinted.