I glanced up at his face again as my troat worked to take his load into my belly and his eyes were fixed on me, watching me swallow his cum. I milked ...the last of his load from his softening cock with my lips until he reached down and pulled my mouth off. Panting, I looked up at him again."You are a natural born cocksucker, whiteboy, but you are definitely getting better with practice. I'm still pretty hard, but you're gonna get me even harder before I plug your boypussy again. I'll plug you. She saw now how the men had slowed down their actions waiting for her to raise hell and start screaming. Her attention went back to the telephone conversation.”What else has she done? What has she done with Carl?”Her husband’s voice had an urgency about it that made him sound like he was almost aroused. The man with the phone looked back into the room at Carl before he answered. Carl shrugged his shoulders and Smiled.”She gave us a nice show of her panties when she sat down. We all enjoyed. When I arrived at her appartement, she welcomed me. She was a BBW and immediately very friendly with me. Julie was already dressed up. We agreed that I would immediately go change in their bedroom, so that's what I did. Once ready we got together in the living room and talked a little. Quickly we talked about sex.Sandra told me that just before I arrived, she was saying to Julie how much she wanted to get fisted like a slut tonight. Not only in her pussy but also in her ass!She asked me if I. “You sure you want to do this?” he asked, “This is going to take you a while.” “It shouldn’t take too long.” I replied. “I usually take the late bus home anyway.” “Well, I appreciate you doing this, it’s a big help. I’ll leave the outside band room door open, but I’ve got to get home. Is that alright with you?” Mr. Peterson asked. “That’ll be fine.” I replied. “I’ll make sure the doors are all closed behind me.” With that Mr. Peterson smiled, turned on his heels and let the uniform room.