A minute ticked by. Then another. I was just beginning to think she had blown me off when I saw the car in my side view mirror as it rolled slowly up ...the street. I turned my headlights on, pulled out, and followed her home.Her house is in a neighborhood with pricey-but-not-too-pricey real estate. The brick homes in this Chicago suburb were familiar to me, as I lived in a similar one in a neighboring town as a kid.These homes had no driveways, so there was little choice in parking. I ended up. I cupped my tits together to emphasise my cleavage and this did the trick. His cum shot and shot! It was thin in consistency, not creamy at all. It went everywhere! When I much later saw the pics on a porn web site I could see the lots if little pearls of cum he had splashed all over my face. Apart from his first shot, which was semi thick, the rest of it was like salty water, but it really turned me on being so comprehensively covered in cum. This left the last of the black men still to cum.. I think the sight of it caused Jerry to temporarily loose it. I felt his legs tremble and then a small thrust forward. His cock head was engorged and humongous. It had swollen up so much. Jerry said he came a little bit but was able to hold it back mostly. He told me that I had some cum on my lip and cheek and told me to use my finger and lick it off. I did as I was told. He asked me if I liked the taste of cum as I bashfully smiled and nodded yes. Jerry stated fucking me again as I watched my. “Time to try to pot the pink”. “ I bet you’ve potted the black often enough”, she giggled, raising her skirt with both hands and leaning back against the pool table. The thong was a red line between her hairy lips. “ Well big boy?” Stu went at her like a hungry animal, pulling the thong aside and ramming four fingers up her. She was dripping wet, but she moaned at his ferocity. “ Oh yes. Put it in me. I want it up me now”. He stepped backward and she dropped the thong to the floor, leaving it.