She undid the button of my jeans and shoved them down and then she saw my panties - or lack thereof.“My god! What a slut you are, Krissy! You call T...HOSE panties?! It looks more like a loose string! It seems that I’ve been away for FAR too long!”She stripped those from my too and ordered me to step out of them. The pee was still slowly trickling down my thighs.Once out of the playpen, she demanded I crawl on my knees to the changing mat and I tried desperately to stop peeing! What can I say? She. My sweet wife lay on the bed opening her long legs for him.Ana told me she was dripping, as she felt his tongue in her cunt.My slutty babe then described to me how the black man grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed; lifting her in the air.Anita kept describing how the huge ten inches’ black cock parted her soft pussy lips and he shoved that thick head deep inside of her slippery cunt. She had cried in pain as her cunt had been stretched like never before.His black cock went. Michelle sat all alone at her desk one cold winter's night, her university finals were just around the corner, and she was terrified that she might fail. She was in her room, 21 years-old, brunette, 5'7 with curves in all the right places. Studying hard, she envisioned what might happen if she failed her exam, the thought was horrible. She had to cheer herself up.What to do? I know, she thought, Tom. Tom was the boy she had her eye on from class, she wasn't sure if he liked her or not, but she. Then, "You know, you do have lovelylegs, sweetheart. Really! Let's see the rest of this woman youlike to resemble. Into the spare room with you, that closet whereyou keep your stash of clothes, I've seen it, and come out lookingfeminine while I finish doing my things here. No more than tenminutes, I really have to go!"This was unexpected, frightening but exhilarating. Without a wordI did as she said, raced to the other room, stripped and put on abra and breast forms, selected a.