I was bouncing up and down on that old man’s dick; my tits bouncing with me. Ralph didn’t seem to have trouble hearing, but if he did, he could’...ve easily heard how loud I was screaming out every time I slammed down on him. I’d been surprised, if Carter was even home, if my husband couldn’t hear me from next door.“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!” that big, beautiful, old black cock doing what it was designed to do – make white women cum.Cum I did. Over and over and over; oh fuck yes!Ralph took it too. He. It picked at me all the way back to Long Beach.After the last twenty-four hours I was really looking forward to spending a night curled up with Bob. I called him as soon as I landed to tell him I was on my way. He asked how my trip had gone, and I explained to him that it was all just a misunderstanding about some stuff I was researching for a case. Apparently, I had accessed some secure files that I shouldn't have been able to and it had flagged my ID, but that they had found out it was a. But it sometimes it irates me that one cannot legally do a business that so many people want and enjoy. Now to something more enjoyable (actually most enjoyable, and the reason why I love this business so well). After Jane’s urgent phone call this morning, I had to send out four of my up and coming stars out to help her with “her problem.” Then a quick phone call to John to have King ready to go as well as the newbie Jake.As I pull up to the kennel I notice that the only vehicle here is John’s. At first, she tried to stifle her scream by clenching her teeth, but the sensations of her orgasm were too intense to suppress. When another wave of pleasure washed over her, she cried out and clutched at the sheets, her back arching as ecstasy battered her senses. As her pussy spasmed around my invading organ, I felt a gush of moisture. She cried out again, softer this time, and then went limp.“Oh, God,” she panted. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.” When she calmed down a little, she looked over.