And I was asking myself, how did I become one. Isuppose, the most vivid would have to be with beingfucked by you, feeling my legs being spread a littl...etoo wide, sucking a black man's cock, you walkingaway, getting on my back, still being fucked by you,and having a new cock in my mouth.4. Every guy I've seen you suck/stroke off has lastedless than 5 minutes, how long would you rather a manlast in your mouth? None of these others (except theblack one) has really impressed you with the size,what. Guess I was going commando for the rest of the shift.I also knew that he would be back in a bit later on and I had a funny feeling it wasn’t the last time I’d cum that evening.Later on I was in the disabled toilet cleaning a mark off the floor. I had left the door open and I heard a man say hello gorgeous as I heard the door close and lock. I looked up and it was him. I smiled at him and started to get up. He told me to stay where I was. He told me to take my top and bra off. I did as he said. Lana and I looked out and were both adamant that she wasn’t going to leave. Our guest room was always prepared for company so it wouldn’t be an issue for us. She finally relented and went to the next room to call home. We could hear that the conversation became heated and when she came back she looked really upset. “I’m sorry,” she said, “but we’ve just had another row. It’s not about me staying. He agreed that it was the right thing to do. It was just some small thing that was said that blew. She also gave me a swelled head when she commented on my cock - she compared me to her husband's penis - she said "penis" because it would never be in the same league as my monster cock. Her words - not mine."He is so small compared to you" she commented as she milked my cock shaft in her soft hand.She also told me that she hadn't been fucked since the birth - her husband was too afraid to fuck her so soon after the birth. This was sending her crazy - she just wanted to be fucked. I was going.