Becky was forty-eight years of age that month, and she was a curvaceous woman, with full, hanging breasts, wide hips, awesome for her age... But what ...eally set Becky apart from most black women was her lips. Becky's were enormous. They were full and thick. And, as most of the men for whom she had been employed in the past knew, they were VERY soft... And she knew how to use them where they were appreciated the very most... As a matter of fact, she had her current job firmly in the bag only. “You’ve never been more beautiful, my wife.” Angela did nothing to hide the groan as I explored her fantasy. “Your tight cunt has never felt so good around my cock.” I gave Angela several deep thrusts, for the first time forcing her to accommodate the fullness of my cock. Beads of sweat stood up on her forehead and in her cleavage but the soft gasps and the legs pulling me in tighter made me continue. We established a harmonious rhythm with Angela shifting her hips in time to my thrusts;. "After he demonstrated it and made sure she had it down, he glanced at the clock and quickly stood. "You've been in here way too long, but I need to ask you one last question. Several informants have told us that Ted keeps a safe in his bank office, too. Do you know who might have access to that safe?"Sharon knew what she would be expected to do, but she promised not to withhold information. "Unless he has changed the combination, I can access the safe."Phil's eyes opened wide. "Really?"His. " You're drunk mum," I said and pulled her arms from around my neck.She giggled, "I know baby and I'm fucking horny too, come to bed and fuck me while I tell you about Brenda and me." Brenda?"I had to turn away from her, the stench of stale booze and tobacco was very unpleasant."Yes Brenda, you remember!" Yeah I remember her all right, go to bed mum, you need to sleep it off."She shrugged the robe off and sat back on the sofa, parting her legs, she opened the lips of her cunt and pushed two.