“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she said.“You mean you’ve never given a guy a blow job?” I inquired.“No, no, no,” she sho...t back. “I’ve given blow jobs before. Its just that I haven’t ever done it like this – for something in return.”I chuckled.“Babe,” I replied, “Welcome to real world.”“So, when do we do this?” she asked.“Got anything better to do right now?” I answered.“Not really,” she replied.“I’ll tell you what,” I quickly shot back, “If you strip for me, I can make your grade. Her eyes remained on the rim of her wine glass. ‘And what’s that?’ ‘I think you’re looking for something.’ The psychiatrist didn’t speak for a moment. Instead, she allowed the arousal building inside her to circle around her sex. It was here on a plate. All she had to do was take it. ‘I think I’ve just found it,’ she told him, meeting his hot gaze. Throwing her head back, she drained the wine in one go. Standing up, she made her unsteady way across to the small door on the right of the bar. How. More importantly, he can see them hit the floor from three angles on his computer screen, choosing those views from among the dozens of high-definition security web cameras installed throughout his house today, while his wife was ‘out’. He zooms one of the bedroom cams in on the wet spot in the front of her panties, and he gets a close-up of her hand fishing around behind the flimsy cotton. She’s also grinning with him…in between grimaces and near grunts, as she continues to fight with her. "I love your black dick in my ass. Fuck me with you big black dick. Yes, I love your cock," I cried out. "You want my cum in your white boy ass?" Mark asked. "Yes, please fill me with your cum. I want to feel your hot cum," I shouted back. Mark grunted and he pushed harder, pushing his hands into the middle of my back. Then I felt his warm liquid as he slammed into my ass over and over until he pulled his dick free with a loud pop, sliding his dick across the crack of my ass. He squirted one.