Darlene started to head back to her room but not until she got to see that black man shoot his sperm inside that white blonde woman he was fucking. Ne...t morning when they were getting ready to leave, Darlene saw that black man standing out in front of his room with a coffee cup in his hand. He was fully dressed but all Darlene could think off was that long fat cock the man had between his legs. Darlene said he smiled at her and said. ?Morning young lady.? Darlene smiled back and noticed the. "What?" Miss Malone asked.I walked over to the couch and began dressing."Jacqueline has more experience than Samantha," I said. "If you're setting me as the best they can imagine, then what they feel is completely based on how good their imagination is. More experience, better imagination." Oh!" Miss Malone said biting her lip."An interesting problem for you to solve, Slave," I told her after I finished dressing.I walked over to Jacqueline and crouched down. Her eyes were still unfocussed from. He had been in a bad mood for the last three days.Half buried memories had haunted his dreams and even being on the road for eight hours straight yesterday had not helped blocking them out. He had planned to travel on, spend the night at a bus station and take the first bus available to anywhere. And now, at just three in the afternoon she wanted to stop.“Come on, a real bed, pizza and some beers. You look like you need it.”He grunted again. What he really needed was something else. But a room. I was wrong. He was holding my hand so he could move it to where he wanted it. On his cock. And it made me gasp. It was bigger than any cock I had ever felt.And I had felt more than a few. I could barely get my hand around it. It was alive. Warm and hard, so hard.I looked into his eyes and told him I wanted him.He smiled and told me we should get me out of the wet clothes I was wearing.We entered my room , which was smaller than next door where my daughter was in bed with her new husband. My.