Shit, it was going to be honeysuckle and roses for them both once they peddled the cache to the Black man. Two hundred fucking Gs... a hundred apiece!... Wow! Wait'll his little Rachel-baby got a glimpse of those figures. Her old man, too! They'd know, then, what a goddamned tycoon he really was! And he wasn't going to stop there, either; if he could make a hundred of 'em, he could make another two hundred just as smoothly. Damn, if only the whole friggin' take was going to be his, instead of. After I said that, Darren said, “Take them off,” and I did. Once I had the shorts off, he took them and reformed a pocket around the head of my cock for me to cum in, and then he said, “Fill it.” As he firmly held the shorts around the head of my cock, I looked in the mirror and grabbed my cock. I pumped it hard for the next couple of minutes, and then I started to shake and said, “Oh fuck Darren, I’m fucking cumming,” and I shot a huge load of cum into the pocket. Just after I shot my load,. She felt him sliding the head of it between her pussy lips and she couldn't help but get excited. He said he knew she had thought about what it would be like to take a black man hadn't she as he pushed the head of it in her, She said oh god no, I am a good Christian woman and I love my husband. He told her he knew she did but she was going to love his big black dick before he was done with her. He was pushing more and more of it in her with each stroke and she knew he had to have been huge, she. She'd gone there after the car her husband had bought her before he'd died had finally given up the ghost.Not that she would ever sell said car but she still needed a car that would run.So she decided to put her old car into a Barn at Rednam riding school where she lived and worked.Major Webley had invited her down to his place in Norfolk because he new a chap that had a beautiful little car for sale that was just the sort of thing Dawn would like.Indeed the Major was correct.As soon as Dawn.