You just have to be the man to help us. I’ll even pay you. $50 dollars a pop” He sheepishly said. “Ok! But what do I have to do?” I said. ...“Just come over next Monday. Tammy will be expecting you. I will talk to her. Just promise me that you will take this seriously and not forget. There are a few ground rules. You must stroke your own cock and shoot it on Tammy’s big belly. You can’t touch her. You may not fuck her or cum anywhere else on her. Can you do this for my family?” he. But we went to his car instead.I lay on my bed too keyed up even to get myself off. It wouldn't be enough; It'd just leave me hungrier for him. I knew I'd be tossing and turning all night, wishing beyond reason that I'd look and he'd be standing in my doorway looking at me before he walked over to join me in between the sheets. My skin tingled and came alive just thinking what that'd be like ... him lying on top of me, gently opening my legs before he joined our bodies. Silencing my cries with. I held that hair tight and used to make her work at it. Bitches have to be made to do a good job, a nigger is no different than an Asian or even a white bitch in that. All cunts are lazy! I made her do her job right. I’m sure she thought I’d rip the hair out by the roots, that fear keeps them going.When the juice began to build in my balls, I yanked out and jacked a thick load over her face, lips, eyes, panting her with my love. Without hesitation, I clasped her curly hair and drug the bitch to. “I’m not sad for the television set,” she joked back and pushed her mouth to his. “So how was last night with my sister?” she asked with a smile after pulling back.Carly pulled the waffles from the waffle iron and ran to the door in her robe. She opened the door and looked up to her neighbor. “Just doing my morning check before I head off to work,” her neighbor said taking in the scent of freshly prepared waffles.Carly, feeling a little embarrassed sensing her entirely naked body on the inside.