And finally there was Winners. Me: Hi, Peter, it’s me Joanne. Peter: Hi Jo, Lovely weather. (3) Phew, he was in a good mood. Me: If you’re a duck....Peter: To what do I owe the pleasure? Me: Peter, you know my play, Winners? Peter: Yes. Me: The one that made its debut on the Unity Theatre last September? Peter: Yes. Me: The one I spent months agonising over? Peter: For the third time, yes. Me: Do you have a copy? Peter: Yes, Why? Don’t you? Okay, we have to hold it there a minute while he laughs. She was soaking wet, and open and practically panting.

Getting between her legs, she reached for him, and guided the fat dripping head of his cock to her opening. 

He paused to ask her if he needed a condom and her reply was an immediate no. 

With that he began sinking the ten inches of fat black cock into my wife. Slowly, but with increasing pressure he pushed himself into her.

She aided the mating by humping back at him and rotating her hips simultaneously. Grabbing at his back and. A few kisses, a few more kisses—Chuck liked to kiss her neck—and he finally focused on her nipples. He sucked and nibbled, making them stand straight up, eager for more attention. As he kissed, as he sucked, his body shifted, and his hardness slipped down to press against her thigh.She reached between her legs and began to tease him by rubbing the head of his cock up and down the folds of her sex. She loved the look of impatience on his face. And the more she teased him, the harder his cock. The head was big and I figured he must have a really nice cock because the head was so large. I reached up with my right hand and touched the head, giving it a little squeeze. Thats when he stuck the entire thing through the hole. I was still really nervous but I wanted my mouth on that thing so bad! I leaned over, got on my knee's and took it into my mouth. It tasted a little sweet and as I pumped my lips and tongue over it, he pushed back as if he was fucking my mouth. I was really enjoying.