On the bed, to the rhythmic sound of bed springs working, Jenny my wife is taking black cock again. This guy is called Ambrose and he not only has an ...especially curved and lethal looking cock on him, he has a distinctive smell about him. It’s not dirty, or grimy, he just smells as though he fucks a lot. I suppose that he smells of the women that he has taken.I can feel Jenny’s fingers reaching down to me and I kiss them. It is her touch which in truth has dragged me from sleep once more.. The shit now really began to hit the fan. Things had just barely gotten back to normal after my attempted murder trial and it had cost me several long time regular customers. Now the same old shit was starting all over again!Fred and I explained our innocent conversation to everyone who would listen until we were blue in the face. I even took Sue around me to visit a few of the more stubborn die-hards to introduce my "eight year old girlfriend" to them. Most country folks are pretty sensible. "I take your hair in my hands and I shove my cock in your mouth, down your throat. You swallow me, no choking, no gagging, nothing. I fuck your mouth, hard, fast, deep, hitting the back of your throat with every thrust, your lips tight around my shaft, licking, sucking, swallowing. Your short but sharp nails are teasing my balls and neither of us show any sign of running out of steam.Until I feel the tightening in my balls that lets me know that less than a minute remains before I erupt. "I'm. .. you are to hand each person a paper personally and hang up the thousand extras... is that clear" Cristy said fighting off laughter ."Yes it's clear " said Kate submissively " good now go fat girl " Cristy flipped her hair and made a kissy face at Kate " I'm so much better than you" Cristy said as she left the fat girl on her knees with the 2000 paper in her hand. Cristy swaggered down the hallway, ass shaking she walked by a group of boys who all feel to there knees and came in their pants.