Preaching To A Visitor The inevitable aftermath, the police are always minutes away. Lot [sic] to talk about.Chapter 34. Escape Adventures Avoiding so...e inevitable very embarrassing questions.Chapter 35. Arrivals At The Mansion Two whores for the weekend? It hardly seems like a balanced diet.Chapter 36. Mattress Relay - Round 1 What some women need.Chapter 37. Mattress Relay - Round 2 What more women need.Chapter 38. Later Friday Evening Touching base and making plans.Chapter 39. Night Whores. Kathy knew it. Beth knew it andlay on her back, squeezing her nipples. I straddledBeth’s stomach, looking down at her breasts shimmeringwith my wife’s juices. “Do it!” was all Beth could say. Her eyes were half closed and a slight smile crossedher lips. I moved my cock to one breast, scooping upKathy’s pussy juice with my cock head and rubbing itinto one brown, erect nipple. Beth moaned and lookeddown at my penis pricking her nipple. She grabbed itand guided me. With him sucking on my left breast, my hands grabbed his head and held him tight. He released my breast before kissing me. I kissed him back, a man who wasn't my boyfriend – or white. My mouth opened so his tongue could meet mine. Tasting my juices on his tongue I kissed back as good as I got.It was then that I felt his dark cock press against my pussy. He flexed his cock, slapping my nether lips and making me jump. He broke the kiss and pushed himself up on his strong arms. My hands naturally. Then the slaps begin to rain down on my ass, making me clench tighter around him with every blow, body jerking in response. My mind is lost to the intense pain flaring in sharp waves through me. Drooling from behind the gag of my stockings, eyes glazed as I struggle even to take a breath. His palms light a fire from my ass to my shoulders. Rough fingers curling against my cheek, yanking the gag from between my lips and turning my head to the side in one swift tug. The sound of his flesh.