"It's just part of my craziness, baby, what can I say..."Of course, she didn't have to say anything at all. Pounding her pussy was amazing, it was mer...ly curiosity that had made me ask her why she was still bothered by the idea of someone discovering that she was so much into anal. But still, it wasn't like we were avoiding butt stuff completely. Whenever I ate her dewy folds out, I never neglected to rim her adorable pink rosebud too, and I finger-fucked her little asshole any time we had sex. "Ricky small!" Bobby giggles back at her.Natalie disregards his comment as weird baby talk and starts to walk towards Bobby's room to put him to bed for the night. Rick meanwhile was exiting out of Bobby's pant pocket and climbed down to get closer to Natalie, his window of opportunity was closing fast as she made her way into his brothers room. With a leap of faith, he manages to jump and grab onto Natalie's pants waistband but try as he might, there wasn't enough room between her stomach and. I also included a few pictures of my body and my BBC. Fairly quickly I started getting quite a lot of responses. Most of the responses were from closeted gay men (those were deleted). The responses did produce a few promising leads. One of the responses was from a local Vegas couple in their 40's. They explained that the wife loved being taken by black men while the husband watched. We exchanged a few e-mails and once I was convinced they were legit, I made plans to meet them. They decided to. Over the course of months, things had gotten way out of my control and it was probably immoral, probably bad. But I also kind of didn’t care. “8:15, sir.”My sex ran wet just from saying that word now. He commanded it, made it seem like a natural thing, and I wanted to call him that. “Bend over the desk, kitten, there’s a good girl.”And those words. Holy hell. I bent over his desk and placed my hands flat on the surface, like he had trained me to do. When he lifted my skirt over my back, I.