She reached out with her right hand and found his harded cock through his jeans. Then she stood up, still with her right hand on his prick, and with h...r left hand put his right hand on her left tit. She then pulled his mouth to her and began to kiss him. She knew she had him when his tongue probed her mouth. She has always said that us men are so easy, show us some attention and flesh and we melt! She grabbed him by the hand and said follow me. She lead him out to the Tahoe where I had already. He could smell sex on him and said he wanted to get out of there and back to the hotel to shower. I remember the night he told me, and how it made me feel, I slapped his face and walked out on him that night and went to my daughters house, I never told her what had happened, but as I lay in her spare bed I felt so horny imagining my husband and his mates double ending some young tart and taking turns filling her with his cum, I ended up fingering myself to an almighty orgasm that night. I. It could be a janitor, or I could have walked into the middle of a zombie movie. I grab the edge of my purse strap, ready to swing the purse at anything that moves too quickly. Instead, the squirrely intern, Kathy, rounds the corner and quickly totters up to me, taking small steps on her heels and almost falling over.“Oh, y-you’re h-h-here,” she says as she approaches. Kathy is an odd girl. She’s in her late teens, in college I think, and she hopes to be an editor and then writer one day. Don’t. My devastated mind played out the impregnation fantasy going as far as the shock my family would have seeing me nursing a black baby, wondering how my loving boyfriend Jim would take it - his girl, obviously being had by a black man delivering proof for all to see. It was a bizarre, yet satisfying fantasy, once again my body fighting with my intellect for control of my pussy and it's desire to filled with cum.The rest of the night was a blur of sex and semen. I sucked and cleaned his cock,.