He collapsed on top of me. We just laid there, his big spent rod still buried in me and we just were breathing real hard and sweating heavily. This gu... began returning my kisses. He buried his tongue in my mouth and smothered me in kisses. I, at that moment, felt just like a woman now and totally submissive to her big strong dominant man. It was like this black man had flipped a switch in me. I now felt like a woman next to him. It had felt so incredible his big dick in me. I hadn’t realized it. "Wow, who knew that a skinny girl like you has such meaty, bouncy cheeks?" He comments while giving her a few contemptuous slaps on her butt. She lets out a disgusted squeal. "Let me tell you, your ass is designed to be spanked! Hahahaha!" He laughs like a crazy man now, rubbing his hand about her exposed rear end in a circular motion, feeling her shape, enjoying the sight. His stroke is a sexual display, as he's never done that to me. He never lingers his hand on my butt longer than. "A vacuum. Can't seem to work out how this bag-less thing works."Although she hated housework herself and hired a cleaner twice a week, she tried to explain how the clips released, and the whole centre part half-turned and pulled out. She found herself slightly agitated. She was aware of the report she still had to complete, and helping someone with housework was just not her thing."That's okay, my dear. I'm sure I will manage it."The tingle was unbelievably relaxing."Hold on, Bob. A man like. How do you feel?” Betsy asked.“I feel fine,” Jake said looking around wondering if he was hallucinating.He looked down at his legs. His pants were torn. He remembered seeing bone sticking out. Now his legs were whole.Betsy said, “That’s good. I was really worried about you.”“I kind of remember you. You kept appearing and disappearing,” Jake said.“Well, eat up. Your body needs the protein and the water.”Jake opened the soda and took a long drink from it. He put the can down and went to work on.