I had every intention of doing more than just trimming a few rogue pubic hairs.When I got back to the guest room, Karen was still in the same position... on the bed, still wearing the tiny bathing suit. I decided that it was time for me to make my move.I moved toward the bed and put a chair between Karen’s now widespread thighs.“Let’s get these bikini bottoms off so Uncle Ronnie can give you a good trim,” and with that, I grabbed the waistband of the tiny suit and began to gently but firmly pull. Orry for once again breaking up a story. Have work early and I need sleep. Lot of late nights recently. Big J need sleeppppppppppppppp.As you are all aware, I'm a busy fuckin guy. Between school, work, Call of Duty and just bein a general all around badass, I don't have a lot of time for these so called important things like homework and responsibility. Priorities brah. Call of Duty--Girls---Work----School. Now, as most of you can understand, you can't just do one thing at a time or you fall. I freshened up and went to Lekha’s room. She was bathing, and she told me to wait. She came out in a hot look. She was wearing sleeveless banian, with tight jeans that barely covered her big ass. I kept on staring at her big boobs till she put on the jacket.The first day we went around, saw some places. I had a DSLR. (I usually go for photoshoots for woman, even married ones, hot ones including the nude ones). So I was her official photographer. Which helped my dick hardness as I rubbed through. Victor just smiled as I felt Randy’s hand dragging me out.Then I thought of Randy’s hard black cock rubbing over my pussy lips and clit and his pre-come dripping on my legs and how horny that made me. My husband stayed sitting there and told me he would love to see that black cock bring me to several orgasms…He just begged me to bend over for that black guy. I caught my breath as I bend over a chair and felt Randy opening my pussy lips with his long black fingers. I moaned loud as he shoved.