The moment my tongue touched her clit she gasped in enjoyment.. She was grabbing the back of my head and she started to cum fast.. she jerked in numer...us directions as I sucked her clit through her orgasm.She grabbed me and pulled me up and licked her juices off my face.. She told me Tamika had said I was a grade a pussy eater and she didn't lie.. She started tearing my pants off, I hadn't even bothered to strip yet.. I was rock hard as she pulled my cock out. She told me she wanted to ride it. ” He says slapping me about the face. I moan as a second finger joins the first one and thrust my hips up. “That's it bitch ride my fingers, fuck my fingers bitch.” He yells at me. He uses his free hand to play with my nipples. Tweaking them and of course that has a desired effect down stairs as well. “Oh yeah I can feel your pussy vibrating around my fingers bitch... I bet you like that.” He says laughing and slidding a third finger into me his fingers scissoring and pushing me to my limits.. As I continued to film, Jessica reached her mouth up to Marshawn’s ear and whispered something, then, all at once, Marshawn yelled…”What…we got a sissy whiteboy in da closet…where he at”…??? I froze as Marshawn turned around vigorously, Jessica’s little satin maids skirt was flapping up and down as she continued to ride him wildly while he walked closer to my position. He carried her like she weighed nothing, he was such a huge well built man, that there was absolutely no struggle for him at. At the end of the day, as I was cleaning up, I put the cake, its butter cream frosting now melted in the hot sun, into the trash bag with the detritus from my construction. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Bree stomp petulantly into the house.After noon on the second day, Friday, as I was fitting the fabric and lashing it to the frame, Candy came out in a white blouse and shorts that hid little more than her bikini had. Carrying a cocktail glass half-filled with an amber liquid that.