As I turned into our neighborhood I passed a young black man pulling out of our street. When I got to our house there wasn't a car in the driveway. So... I pulled in and went inside. I called to Andrea and she said I'm in the studio so I hurried back there. Andrea was laying on the bed and her hair was a mess. I stood there a second then asked "well ". She smiled and slowly spread her legs to expose her shinny wet vagina. I crawled up in-between her legs and placed my mouth over her pussy lips.. It was huge, at least 12 inches long and 4 inches round. I was scared and tried to escape, but he trapped me between the wall and his body. I felt something hard poke in between my thighs, as my boobs were being squeezed and pinched. He pushed a few times and then I felt a sticky liquid flowing down my thighs. He then wiped himself with my towel and pushed me away, leaving the bathroom. I washed my legs, dressed and came out. When I came out, my father was waiting for me. He removed my dupatta. Probably while on your knees, screaming and writhing like we had Gail doing for the last week. She sputtered, the color of either rage or embarrassment rising from under her jacket to her face. How&hellip, How dare you suggest such a thing!?! I make no secret that I cuckold Michelle, keeping his worthless little pecker locked away except for once a month. To insinuate that I am submissive to anyone is outrageous. She almost pulled it off. Oh, little Liza, I do not insinuate, or accuse, or. Andrew became more and more uncomfortable, as he slowly realised quite how much he was under scrutiny. His increasingly self-conscious movements making the situation even more like the staged opening from a dodgy porn film. Jenna texted Beth again from across the room as they outwardly feigned conversation about something banal–Maybe you should get him to fix the cable, or take a look at your ‘plumbing’ next?! ;) xAs wine spurted out of Beth’s mouth at remarkable speed, covering the coffee.