I've never been that kind of woman for real - only fantasies after the k**s are sleeping. Only fantasies..."Are you sure? You better think hard about ...hat's going to happen. Speaking of hard, Mrs. Dimon..." He takes hold of one of my hands and places it on the bulge at his crotch. I gasp and begin to tremble as I try to pull away but his grip is too strong.A command, "It's time to get on your knees!" Oh my, God! Is this man going to **** me? I'm a helpless mother alone in her home and there's. Meeting Emily's friends in the park Ki was introduced to them as a friend from school."So what do you wanna do first Em?" Shawna said.Shawna was an attractive slim black model that Ki recognized from magazines in Emily's apartment showing her in underwear ads. She had dark brown skin, with beautiful shiny hair that she obviously took great care of.Taking a second look at the other two women Ki realized they were all involved in the fashion business with the exception of Emily herself who kept. You know who is in charge now. I continue to plow away at your drenched pussy. My balls slap at your pussy sending that little extra sensation that starts to drive you over the edge. I lean forward to bite at your nipples as they bounce wildly from the thrusting. Suddenly you throw your head back as your pussy clamps down tightly around my cock. I can feel it pulsing as your body shudders. A flood of juices force their way around my cock drenching my sweaty body. An intense, orgasmic scream. Occasionally I could feel them touch my arm when she turned. Was it deliberate, I wondered. Tippi did not stay with me all evening. She worked the rooms and I enjoyed myself, chatting and drinking and eating some of the excellent food on offer. There is a time at every party where people start to leave. I was about to do the same when Tippi came back to me. ‘Don’t leave, I’ve hardly had a chance to catch up with you. I’ll see a few off then be right back. Love the frock.’ I refilled my glass.