“OK, your call!” said Doug, straightening up. The fingers in Roger’s ass thrust and twisted back and forth several more times, and then slowly w...thdrew, leaving Roger with a momentary feeling of emptiness. He felt the mattress rise and dip behind him, and then Doug’s knees were between his legs, forcing them wider apart. Doug leant over his back to murmur in his ear once more. “If it feels too big, don’t fight it, just push down on me and don’t tense up!” Looking over her husband’s raised. "Now clean them and do it well, whore." He mutters menacingly, all the while jamming his knee into your pussy. It is a reminder that he holds all the cards. You hesitate marginally, which he assumes is a cue, tugging straight up on your hair with it trapped within his fist. The follicles pop as they release their strands, giving them away to the strength of his hand. Swallowing again, you move your dry, cold tongue against the invaders, his right index and middle fingers. Your breathing eases. The maitre'd was too cultured to show any alarm at a bi-racial couple.While the d?cor and superb fixtures spoke of an earlier time in theSouth, blacks were as welcome as whites in Antoine's. Perhaps an agingbusinessman looked a little disturbed as we walked past, but whetherthat was because Helen was black or just very attractive was subject toquestion.Helen seemed a little relieved when we were led into a small, privatedining room, but by the time we had been seated and given menus, Icould see. " the man said.i let out my stream, aiming down to the toilet. i was pissing all over his cock, and he loved it. i got so turned on by this, and realized its time to have some fun...after i finished, he thanked me, then started stroking again. i got on my knees, removed his hand, and started sucking on his big piss covered cock. i was deep throating him, inching his cock further and further down my throat. he was loving this, holding my head down. suddenly a man walked into the bathroom,.