He always loved how vocal you got when he was pounding your pooper. Still swallow?”“Of course.”“So when can we get together?”“I don’t th...ink we can.”“Why not?”“Too close to home for one thing. And for another Frank will be Frank.”“What does that mean?”“You didn’t notice the smirk on his face when you were over for dinner? His “I know something you don’t know” smirk? And that was because he fucked me twelve or thirteen years ago. I’d hate to think what it would look like if he was in a room with. It looked amazing and tasted even better. It was so thick, I was having trouble getting it all the way in my mouth and being the cocksucker I was now, I was determined to deep throat him. "Fuck, you do give great head."I moaned around his cock, trying to get him deeper down my throat but the angle wasn't working. I knelt down and licked his balls and shaft, basking in his taste and smell, looking up at him and seeing the pleasure on his face."Get back on the table, on your back," He commanded.I. But this was different, for him and for me. I'm sure he had checked out my bod a number of times before. I caught him looking away many times. But now I was showing him my boobs, on purpose. I could tell this was a big deal for him. He was really up close and personal. And, I had told him I wanted him to touch them." Simone, I can't believe this," Monica said, her mouth slightly agape. "Wha ... what happened then?" Kevin said, 'Do you really want me to ... to ... to touch them?' I told him I. . it was so surreal !!!!! "Did this really happen?" my mind wandered...After I composed myself, I started home... "Shit, Dave is not gonna get any pussy again tonight!" I thought.How can I keep this up????I LOVED being fucked senseless by all those hot young blacks! I wanted MORE!!!!One problem though, my poor hubby Dave CANNOT see or feel how red and loose my pussy is getting from all this fine HARD fucking! I DON'T want him getting suspicious!I called home and told Dave my friend needed to.