My ass was full of cum and we slept side by side. After half an hour I was asleep when again I felt his hand on my boobs.I smiled and asked still hung...ry? But I am tired. He pulled my hair and threw me out of the bed near his legs on my knees. He made me look at his face and said. Don’t take me for granted bitch you are my slut and you spread your legs for me whenever I want it to. I said yes, his dominance had something. Then he guided me to his dick. I took his dick and started giving him blow. The husband looked like he carried an extra few pounds. I pegged him at 6 feet and around 200 lbs. The wife was around 5ft9, about two inches taller than me, and also carried a bit extra around her waist and thighs.I just emptied my beer, when she smiled, and said: “Well, shall we take the party upstairs then?”That sounded good to me. For the last hour, I had been undressing them in my mind, the wife in particular. She was very outgoing, funny too, and her breasts filled out her top very. “Wiggle your big white ass for me bitch while I paddle it for being bad,” Mandy continued.Joyce started swaying her ass in the back as the paddle landed again and again. She felt herself getting closer and closer to climaxing despite the pain in her ass. She could hear Mandy talking behind her as her words were turning her on more and more.“When I’m done with all ya white bitches, you all learn where ya belong. Take that bitch. Feel good to have a black girl beat your royal fat white ass. Have. As she then moved away she could tell that the guy was becoming really flustered, so she backed off a few feet and leaned against the worktop, again facing him and knowing that her tits and nipples would be clearly outlined under the jumper. She also told me that her pussy was soaking (she does get VERY wet when she has the horn!). This time however, when she caught the guy glancing at her tits, she pulled her top even tighter whilst looking him right in the eye. When he looked back from her.