She would be in great pain…But Uncle Frankie slapped her in her ass cheeks and told her to behave like a good slut married white bitch as usual…An... insisted in trying to escape from that sodomy, but both black bastards grabbed her and kept her in position, as Uncle Frankie started to push his thick cockhead against her rear tight hole…Anita started to scream in pain and agony, as that black piece of hard steel invaded her anus. Frankie had not mercy at all as he fucked that tight asshole with. .. you know ... and I was hers. After that, we couldn’t get enough of each other.”I nodded. Gina and I had been the same way.“We used to do all sorts of crazy things. She’d try anything, and I mean anything.” He laughed at a memory. “We were shopping once and she decided she wanted to have sex in the Ladies’ Department. Not in the dressing room, either,” he continued, “but out in the department itself. The clerk was busy helping someone, so we did it right there between the racks of clothes.”I. I was admiring her beauty. The way she had tucked her hair behind her ears, the way she was breathing. It was all so beautiful to look at. If you are madly in love with someone, even a small thing like seeing them sleep makes you so happy.I don’t know when I drifted to sleep, but when I woke up, it was 5 AM. I found her sleeping comfortably in my lap. Her head was still in my lap. She had kept both her hands between her thighs. It was so hot seeing her like this. Then there was my morning wood,. When I saw Jeff at the pool with his shirt off or smelled his sweat when he’d been mowing the lawn, hot sexual images of his father invariably tormented me. Jeff Senior and I enjoyed a wonderful sex life; full of passion and unbridled lust right up until the day he died. I naturally missed having my husband when I wanted or needed it, especially when it had been as big as his had been!I know plenty of women who say that cock size isn’t important, and I suppose that’s true if you’ve only known.