I got a little shock at the speed he penetrated me but I was able to take it fight, the lube doing its job allowing him to slide easily into me. He he...ld onto my waist as he quickly pounded my ass with his balls slapping up against me . After a while with him pounding, slowing, pounding in quick pulses he let me know he was about to cum. I knew this would be the moment I had been waiting on and he asked quickly.. “inside or out”. I said inside and he kept on going at a quicker pace and he let. ’ ‘See what?’ She looked at him with a face full of hurt and contempt. ‘I’d be in the mood if you gave me the money that you give to your whore girlfriends.’ ‘I couldn’t give you enough money to get you in the mood.’ ‘You give me a headache.’ ‘I’d like to give you something else.’ ‘You’re too drunk to get up your something else.’ ‘I drink because you reject me.’ ‘You drink because you are a drunk.’ ‘You drink more booze than I do but, you don’t call it booze, you call it wine.’ ‘Go fuck one of. Darren was a big black man 36 years old about 6 foot tall, not what you would call body builder but strong and very handsome. I'm 48 mother of 3, not what you would call overly fat but carry a few extra pounds, I stand 5.6, about 240 lbs. shoulder length dirty blond hair with very fat tits and nice wide hips. I was wearing a white blouse that was now all pulled out of my black skirt, Darren had his hands around my soft middle as he helped me over to the sofa, he asked if I was OK I said ya. When I reached the end of the pool, my eyes caught sight of a pair of hairy legs standing on the deck. It was Mustafa. He had apparently been swimming at Abdullah’s house as he was wearing damp speedos. His big cock and balls stretched the speedos so that there was a gap between his abdomen and the fabric. His hairy chest and beard glistened in the sunlight. Looking up at his well-muscled body made my cock sprang immediately to attention tenting my loose swim trunks.He sat down on the edge.