(still hard-on)She smiled in a kinky way and went out. Before she went she gave me her number and we started chatting! So it was a daily routine. We w...ould meet each other at the park in the morning and frequently chat. Then gradually our chat started turning naughty.Then once she asked me about when I had hard on watching her? I told her I couldn’t resist my boner watching her tits jumping and ass bouncing. Then it was my turn I asked her size which she told!She: Do you like my tits?Me: Yes!Me:. " Oh, yes, ma'am, I think they are beautiful. I always loved to see a white lady's thighs," he said, as I spread my legs wider now, giving him a good view of my neatly trimmed pussy."I guess you like what you see. It seems as if you are getting a hard-on too." I teased him as I raised my housecoat, my pussy in plain view. "Am I making you hard? And is that hard for me?" Oh, yes. You have got me hard. I sure would like to have a little bit of that nice pussy," he said, as I stood up and went. His cock wasn't poking his pants out all that much by the time they were near the door. He turned and thumbed his nose at the two-way mirror. Stacy laughed and did the same. She had the feeling everything was going to work out just fine. Where she and her father were concerned, anyway.They didn't meet anybody in the hallway, nor in the room Stacy had first entered. She wondered where Betty was, sure that if the wanton, fun-loving girl hadn't found her father and mother she'd found somebody else. We danced very close, I could feel his cock and it was turning me on.At the end he came into me really strong, I was loving his attention, so when we ended up fucking like crazy in the back of his nice car.His name was Darnell and he shot the most wonderful load of warm black seed deep inside my horny pussy.I told my loving Victor that I wanted this black guy to service me regularly, so my comprehensive husband accepted the deal.After fucking Darnell in filthy motel rooms during more than three.