Lisa was a good girl from outside appearances. She regularly attended church and even the pastor visited her house frequently. They had meetings tha... sometime lasted for hours.Her mom knew the real reason that the pastor was so interested. You see, he was black and had a libido that was off the charts. He loved fat girls, especially Lisa.At least once a week, and often on Sunday twice, he would fuck little Lisa hard and deep. He would fill her fat cunt with his potent seed.Now, back to. "Alright Bobby, cool it. Why do you always have to be an asshole around Lyle. He's my husband. He's not a roughhouser like you. You are always trying to get him into a fight because you know you'd kick his ass. It's not fair. And Lyle, I'm not some little girl. Bobby is a little drunk, but I can handle him. I've known him most of my life. You don't need to come out here making a scene trying to RESCUE me. Hell, I'd probably have to rescue you."I couldn't believe my ears. I knew now that several. ” She reached out to his head to push it away. She tried to stand to catch her breath as she composed herself. He looked up at her and backed off. She exited the bathroom to grab something to cover her body. Bruno watched from the bathroom.“Bruno, you are a naughty boy aren’t you?” She walked into the kitchen in her nightgown and started making coffee. Bruno walked over to the door. She followed him over and let him out in the backyard closing the door behind him. She really needed to be alone. He was going to be a hairy man, I could see, and he already had a good start. What made it more obvious was his hair was a glossy black. That made it look thicker than it really was. He gave his clothes a healthy kick and sent them flying into a corner. His face a study in embarrassment, he quieted his fidgeting and faced me. His fists were clenched and tight at his sides while his cock trembled in front of his belly. We faced each other silently while he slowly overcome his embarrassment by.