I slid my fingers up to massage my clit, kneading it in progressively firmer circles, then flattening my hand out again and rubbing downwards again.Af...ter a while, my hands seemed to figure out what they wanted to do, and I surrendered myself to my feelings.My mouth opened of its own accord, my knees went wobbly and I bent forward, forcing me to lean my shoulder against the wall, and causing me to drop my head and tits forward, with warm water pouring down over them. I was panting hard, and. My face was rubbing all over her stomach. Oh god, the smell was driving the moment very horny.I then pulled her pant low, which revealed her medium-sized white thighs and dark red panty. I threw the pants on the floor of my bedroom. She was holding one hand over her panty and the other on the boobs. I turned her around and undid the hooks of the bra.She did not allow me to unshackle the bra from her skin. I moved her hands away from the bra and removed it. The melons just fell from their cage. I tried to mount him right away - i pushed and pressed - he was huffing poppers the gayboi !I was bent almost double and straining to penetreate him - my hot cock suddenly shot up him fully - making him squeal and moan ! - and causing his arse to quiver and tighten on my cock and his arse to judder - he tried to pull away.....I'd got him - grabbing his hips i fucked away at his hot tight bumhole mmmmmmmI loved it - crawling on his back I mounted him deep - and reached round to grab and squeeze. As he admired his blue Maserati car in the driveway he thought to himself life was good. Just then he noticed that the gardener had got some grass cuttings on the side of his car so he went over and yelled at him. You got to keep the help on their toes or else they will take advantage he thought. Look what you’re doing boy or I’ll fire your black ass. Yes sir mr Cooke said Jerome the young muscular black gardener while he cursed his boss under his breath. It was a very warm morning and Jerome.