I would much rather be on my knees than between my wife, which is probably why we don’t have a lot of sex, and if we do it’s usually ‘matter of ...act,’ or clean up duties after she’s been fucked by Mark. Both of my eyes focused of Glenn’s cock. It was inches from my mouth. His head was extremely defined, as in the photo. That’s something I find hot. His shaft was hard, redness noticeable just below his mushroom. Finally, I open, and inside he went. I sucked his cock. I love sucking. “What if you did it and I filmed you?” Emily shot back.The thought of being boned by ten big guys, big black guys at that, sent shivers up my spine. I’d like to say I am not prejudiced, but black guys scared me.“They’re simply black,” Emily replied. “They fuck with a bit of soul.”I had to laugh at her comment, because down deep, I knew she was right. My prejudices were unfounded.“Once you go black, you might never go back,” Emily noted.“But I don’t know any black dudes,” I said. “You forget. I gasped as she did so, not from the violent manner in which she forcefully entered me, but the feeling of being opened so wide and being filled as full as the human vagina can be.I tried to rise from him, but mother held me down on him and gradually I became accustomed to him being inside, then and only then did normal service resume, and she remained as I fucked this old man, which lasted another 15 minutes or so.I rolled of of him and saw he was as rigid as he was when I mounted him, but. She reached under Jenna’s panties and found her clit soaking wet. She knew how turned on Jenna was but she wanted to hear it. She tugged and twisted her nipples as she whispered into Jenna’s ear, “Tell me you want it inside you.”Jenna shyly leaned in for a kiss as she whispered into Stace’s ear, “yes, I want it inside. I want your fingers inside me.” Stace knew she was wet herself, but she wanted to pleasure Jenna first. She stuck her finger inside Jenna, moving it in and out. Jenna’s breathing.