Next day as expected, I found some strange behaviour from her. She started giving naughty smiles. When we sat for breakfast together I noticed she was...not wearing anything inside her nighty. Now it was my turn to make some moves. Before leaving for office I hugged her, she was looking very happy at this gesture. When I came in the evening I saw she was wearing a see through gown without anything inside. Her nipples were erect and trying to come out of the netted gown.She got up and hugged me. We agreed that it didn’t feel like it was getting any better and I said, “As a white woman, I feel that we should all suck a black cock for reparations.” They laughed but I said, “I'm serious.”“Well, you are good at it,” said Terrence. “The offer always stands guys.” They’d never shared a woman so they were nervous or something. “You know I follow orders, so it’s up to you.”Devon, who was thirty-three, said he hadn’t seen a naked white girl since he was twenty-four in the Squire (a local strip. Instead she used her well practiced fingers deep inside my wife while I slammed into her from behind. All the while I could feel my beloved’s tongue lashing my scrotum and the fingertips of one hand occasionally touching my shaft as she rubbed her best friend’s clit. With her other hand she pulled on Angela’s nipple, twisting it unmercifully. No guy is going to last long in such a situation, but I did my best. One-on-one I have a reputation of going forever. That was before my ‘problem’. “Are you mummy’s good boy? Are you eating all her tasty shit, sweetheart?” I nodded and then my tongue hit the ground. Since our relationship had changed into what it was now we had one of those European toilets where the shit lays on some kind of a porcelain table. Mum started massaging my cock with her toes again and I licked the last few streams that were left until the porcelain was all cleaned. I gurgled with the toilet water and licked around my mouth to get it as clean as possible. Then.
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