“Yes, Ma’am,” the short bald man told her. I marveled at his patience. But then, he was seeing the same features I had. I could have been on the... road and miles away by then. I wasn’t.We all traipsed back out to the Jeep after the man got into his outdoor gear. We cleared most of the snow from the roof and windows. Hitting the starter briefly, he signaled her to stop. She and I pushed and the little man steered as we pushed the Jeep toward the open door of his garage. About halfway there, she. She had a shocked expression on her face as she grabbed her injured hand ... the blood dripped.For those of you who don't recall ... because you're young enough for ballpoints ... exactly what an ink pen ruler is ... I'm gonna tell you, pay attention lest I smack you with one.In days of yore, before some some wise guy printed lines on school paper, students had to line their own paper for penmanship class ... and reports ... and writing punishment sentences to remind themselves of. The fridge contained nothing but a half-eaten box of pizza. There was a blanket and pillow on that terrible hammock-couch: why had he been sleeping out here? There was a perfectly good bed in the bedroom; she should know, she had slept in it for most of her life. Why had he stayed out here? Without really understanding how she got there, she found herself stretched out on the couch, her head where his head would be, her feet (near) where his feet would be. Yes, it was just as uncomfortable as. The angle was also perfect when she was lying flat on her back, with that nigger between her spread thighs, fucking her missionary.I could see her sexy face clearly and it showed every orgasm she had and every filthy word that she told to her filthy black lover.Shawn had uploaded this video to a free porn website, so I knew it would be available for everyone to watch it on line…My fear of course was thinking about any friend or office’s mate recognizing my sexy wife as she fucked a college.