‘Nothing is ever as bad as you think it is.’ ‘It’s pretty bad.’ Betty took a deep breath. ‘She’s black.’ Cindy couldn’t help it. She... barked a loud, single laugh before she could stop herself. ‘You mean she’s African American?’ She smiled askance at Betty. ‘Are you out of your mind? This is the Twenty-first Century! This is OUR generation! Nobody gives a shit about race anymore!’ ‘Louisville is in the South, honeychild,’ Betty said bitterly. ‘Or it THINKS it is, anyway. And oh yes, it does. I pushed my thumb into her arse, I even tried prising open her arse with both my thumbs, only after a few minutes orgasm after orgasm rocked through her small frame.I was having serious doubts as to whether I could continue to satisfy so many women. I felt like a bull among a prize herd of heifers. A very happy bull I must admit.Mel was spent, she had no energy at all, and I picked her up and sat her in an arm chair.Joan and Sandie got up together “Honey I want you on your back” Joan told me. I. ” “Yeah, ain’t it a beautiful sight?” Clack asked, and I could feel his laugh rumble through his belly that my head was pressed against. “Now me, I’m an ass man,” said the young cop. “And I’m liking what I’m looking at.” Clack was too fat to be able to lift himself to fuck me in the mouth, but I made up for it by slamming my head up and down on it and he moaned every time his dick hit a dead end. I was anticipating the moment when his cum would come splattering out, coating my mouth with its. Bonnie never complained about the hours, but she did get lonely for adult social conversation and company.On a Sunday evening, before J.W. got too tired, Bonnie sat down in his lap. "Honey I would like to go out for dinner and some girl talk with some people from the office once a week. I love J.R. and Ally, but I need some adult stimulation before I go nuts. No don't apologize, I know you are working long hours and I'm not complaining about that. I just need to unwind a little myself. What do.