I will with the more skilled ones, but any of the sistas will do you better than the white trash."He chuckled to himself and added, "And the poor litt...le white toast hubbies - I constantly hear, 'But Honey, he's a freak, don't do this to me.'" His voice raising to a high falsetto as he portrayed some wimpy excuse for a hubby that followed his now black cock addicted wife around the lounge. The entire posse would roared with laughter."Yeah bros just hang on, let me break them pretty white bitches. It didn't occur to her to ask Dick what to do. Instead she said "Be right back," and scampered over to peer over Denise's shoulder. Denise had her hand wrapped firmly around her father's penis, and was sliding it up and down the stiff stalk. Cindy could see the loose skin on the outside moving, uncovering the head, which looked like Dick's, when it was uncovered, and then covering it up again when her hand came up. Denise looked up at her friend."This is so cool," she breathed."Gotta go," said. We looked into it. Marisa was instantly excited by the idea, and I, though I was trying to be supportive of her, felt a little bit uncertain. What worried me, primarily, was that if she went to one of those parties, that she'd be disinterested in me, and might even divorce me! After all, I was very well aware that a black guy who could call himself a Mandingo had a far bigger cock than I had (which was around 5 inches, give or take)! Nevertheless, I was curiously intrigued by at least the idea. Thu: yup, that was greati am glad we didMe: in front of the mirror. doggy-style.you were facing the mirrorThu: while you were talking to Leecan't believe you talked to him for so longMe: haha.Thu: would think you want to get off the phonesince I was sucking your dickhe asked why you were breathing so hardMe: haha. I remember pulling you up when I was about to come and was about to give you a facial but you refusedThu: and so I made you fuck me in front of the mirroruntil we had to meet them.