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I don't know even now if it was some kind of love, or gratitude for have being sexually taken and given so much pleasure. After some time I urged myself to leave the bed, and went still naked to the kitchen and did a search on something to cook. With some difficulty I gathered two eggs, some onions and crackers and began to make coffee and breakfast. The steam and the smell of coffee and fried eggs awakened Otis and soon he was stumbling naked into the kitchen to sit by the table and keep looking me at work.
I know it's strange, but although I had served him in bed all night, I felt uneasy with his eyes blatantly posed on my naked back. And some of the uneasiness came for sure from the fact that I felt I was there cooking his food like his deceased black spouse would have done before. When I finished cooking, I served Otis meal. As the food was not sufficient for the both of us and I had to dress up to go to work I proceed to the bedroom, but the old blackman gripped my arm and, Wives want real sex East Otis speaking, made a hint with his head for me to sit down.
Surprised, I kept looking at him so after some chewing he licked his lips clean and said "My women stay by me while I eat! I stood there silently waiting that nigger who was imposing himself over the blonde woman his son had taken and impregnated eat his food and once in a while rub his cock, my butt or my breasts. But help me to the john, first".
I helped Otis to stand up and began to pull him by his hand, but he grabbed my fingers and with a force I had forgotten he was possessor, pulled them to circle his cock. I'm sure I reddened, but I said nothing, once more unable to say no to my lover's father and just took him by his floppy sex organ to the restroom.
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I found my fashionable black dress crumpled on the floor. I shook and slicked it to make myself somewhat presentable and I wear my black pumps again. Because I didn't want to see Otis peeing, I cried good-bye and went to the front door. The key was stuck. I tried hard to open the door once and then, but it was to no avail.
I had to cry for Otis help and while I was still trying to make the key turn he came from behind, his arm extended to the door lock.
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My senses were in a turmoil knowing I had to leave that house immediately but at the same time feeling a renewed fully enjoyable sensation of being a desirable woman, something the poor little thing that was my husband could never make me feel.
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Son and father had reduced me to a mass of flesh which chemistry would make me react immediately submitting every time they felt the need to bless reeal inner walls with the glory of their powerful manmeat. The old man kept humping my buttocks slightly, too more slightly than my body feel necessary.
I need to feel that weapon rushing into my bowels to take shelter inside my hungry body. In desperation, I moved my arms backwards, my fingers trying to introduce themselves between our bodies until finally I got to his meat pole which I grabbed relieved. Estoy buscando a married amateur womens love to me I only no makes you preg'nt becos' ma son already done". And saying that Otis finally released me of my desperation, Wuves he once more put his wondrous cock in contact with my flesh, and slicing my vaginal lips slithered Wives want real sex East Otis women breaker Otiss with a wet rush until it was sunk to the hilt, his hairy balls swinging from below my wet Wives want real sex East Otis hair.
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But my youthfulness should win that round, so after some jumps Otis' didn't follow me when I fell, continuing the up movement until he took out his appendage, leaving me surprised Wives want real sex East Otis empty.
I looked back and it was just the time to see Otis sitting against the wall on the other side of the corridor, pointing to me his erected turgid cock greased with our mixed love fluid and shining like stainless steel.
That was my time to emit a guttural groan and sneak up to him, to that old black man that kept only looking at me, a large smile on his gross lips. I was hypnotized like a rabbit by that black cobra which his long fingers so slowly pumped. I looked to his staring eyes and draw my dress under my arms till it got in a bunch at navel line.
I kneeled over him with my thighs wide open and took his big black love pole to my vagina without lose contact with his eyes not even a second. I left my body fell down over his manhood engulfing it with my fleshy cunt lips merging into a sensation of the purest happiness and endearment toward that 80 years old black man.
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