“Yes, you do. Your pussy is so wet, joro.”“Yes,” Chris moaned, her juices dripping out of her pussy around the thick shaft reaming into her.Sh... could feel the dick plunge into her depths, stretching her out, making her shudder. She felt so stuffed whenever Miyu bottomed-out in her cunt. The blonde shuddered, her nipples tingling beneath her shirt as her hips moved, bucking back into the thrust, loving the sensations. She wanted to keep being fucked. She didn't want this delight to end.“Oh, yes,. . give me all of your big cock," the woman panted and before the cuckolded deacon's astonished eyes, each inthrust by his partner, completed by an upward rutting tilting of his pelvis urged powerfully by his supple hips was burying his stupendous cock not balls-deep, but a mere one inch short of arsehole-deep into his wife's cunt.But worse, each outstroke of his partner's cock out-drew with it a slippery gossamer-thin inch-long sleeve of coral-pink clinging lining of his wife's cunt, as if his. Ashanti-Good. But only for my territory and business.Josef-Now we just need to agree to a meeting with her.Sharik-I know a guy who says where he could take refuge. Maybe you can help us.Ashanti-Let it be clear that I only do it for my interests.After the pact of the three gang leaders, Sharik later contacted the guy he knew, finally arranging a meeting with his enemy and possible future partner, the three blacks meeting again in the named garage waiting for the woman to negotiate as he had. Dylan had chosen a chair and extended his hand in a mock gesture of politeness. ‘Please make yourself comfortable. This is going to be a good story. I’ve been waiting all week to hear it.’ I sat down, my head bowed. ‘I am so sorry. This is not the time and place I had in mind to talk to you about… what’s happened to me recently.’ The speech I rehearsed evaporated. I struggled to make my mind work and the words come out. ‘Let’s cut to the chase. You’ve been seeing – or should I say, fucking –.