I got changed into some shorts and a T-shirt and headed over to Heather's to borrow the riding lawn mower. I was looking forward to seeing Heather aga...in, but had no idea how this evening was going to turn out. As I stepped up to the back door, I straightened my shirt and pressed the doorbell. "Who is it?" Heather called from inside. "Brent" I answered. "Oh, c'mon in Brent. I'll be right there.” I opened the door and stepped inside. I could smell the scent of Heather's perfume and although I'd. He willed his eyes open again, and the world appeared again. Something was happening to him. He was becoming more human each time he... That was it! When he used his penis, and squirted a woman full of sap, he became more human! Suddenly, the thought of fucking the old dried up bag of bones on the bed had a bright side!He looked at the decrepit old woman."How much should I lie to you?" he asked. "We don't want the club between my legs to beat you to death." To die that way might not be such a. Thus, She needs well endowed lovers for satisfaction.Enter Brandon Longwood.I had seen Mr. Longwood’s website and knew of him from other references on websites discussing cuckolding and/or interracial sex. I thought I owed it to my Wife to arrange for them to correspond to see if they wanted to meet. Of course, it was a fairly simple process and predictable. Mr. Longwood saw a pic of my Wife and, like virtually all men, he wanted to fuck Her. And my Wife saw his fit body, his large cock and his. Cum on me ... oh fuck ... I'm cumming..."Her hips bucked wildly up and down, and Becky could feel the woman's ass muscles contracting rhythmically around her fingers. This one was really out of control. Becky was certain that the camera would pick up the sound of the woman's high-pitched squealing, and would have a great view of the way her juices were running freely over her fingers and down her arm. She was riding this orgasm for all it was worth, and went on for a full minute before.