Megan kissed her husband goodbye and went into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She left the coffee percolating and went to take a shower. She returned after showering, a towel wrapped around her body, and another around her long blonde hair. She plopped down on the couch with a sigh. The doctor was starting to lose interest again. At first the blow jobs had so excited him, he was asking for them twice a day. Now, it was once every other day, pretty soon, she was sure, it would be down to once a month. She had talked Harold into trying to give her oral sex. It hadn't been all that bad, but he clearly didn't enjoy it, and he stopped every couple of minutes to ask her if she'd had enough. Jamal, on the other hand, had seemed to love eating her pussy. Four days ago, Jamal had given Megan the first orgasm of her life, and then he had preceded to give her many more. God, I need to cum again, she thought. Then she remembered the video. Megan ran to the bedroom, removed the interracial video from it's hiding spot, and quickly returned to the couch. She rewound it and hit play, then remembering the coffee, she ran to the kitchen to get herself a cup missing the title screen. Megan leaned back on the couch watching the first scene with the guy that looked Big Tits Black Dick Megan Pryce Cum Bang Bick Black Dick Lori was an intensly desirable girl who at the ripe old age of twenty-six found herself locked in a failing marriage with a man who was going on thirty-six and still 'hung up' on a previous relationship. She had hooked up with Dwain just after she got out of high-school and now, five years later, she wondered what she was thinking when she agreed to marry the man. They had almost nothing in common except the sex. And now, for the past year, even that had dried up. He hadn't even touched her in over three months and she was beginning to think that there must be something wrong with her. He seemed to have plenty of time for his eighteen year old daughter from his first marriage, driving a hundred and fifty miles every weekend to visit her at the boarding school she attended - but when it came to his own wife, he was either too busy or too tired to pay much attention. Lori worked as a secretary for a large industrial firm. There wasn't a lot of work to do that day and she sat at her computer terminal gazing out the window at the clear blue sky of a June day. She was looking forward to her lunch date with Jo Ann, another secretary from an office down the hall. She had met her on one of the rare occasions that her husband had decided to take her out. There was a bartending job opening up at a popular disco by the marina and he was supposed to meet someone there to see about the position. His unemployment had run out and he was getting desparate to find something and since she had been complaining about never getting to go out, he had decided to roll both of these unpleasant chores up into one package and take care of them at the same time. She remembered how excited she was at the prospect of actually getting to go dancing and having a little fun. She had bought a white cotton jump suit and a new pair of white sandles with little silver buckles just for this occasion. Her dark hair hung down to her thin waist and she had washed and blow dried it and brushed it into a sheen. She had put on a light blue eye-shadow and a matching shade of mascara to accentuate her deep blue eyes and dabbed just a touch of a sweet smelling perfume onto her slim neck. When they arrived at the club she heard the loud pounding music from the parking lot and her feet were already moving to the rhythm as they walked through the door. They found a table and ordered some drinks and she asked her husband if he would like to get out on the floor with her before the drinks came. To her chagrin, he shrugged her off and told her that that wasn't what they had come for. His mood was growing fouler every minute as it became clear that the guy he was supposed to meet about the job wasn't going to show. They had been sitting there for half an hour, sipping on the same drinks when a young woman approached them,introduced her self as Jo Ann Lyons and asked them, in what sounded to be an English accent, if she might join them for a minute. She sat down between them and after the song that was playing had ended and before the next one began she asked if anyone would care to dance. Lori remembered how her husband declined but said, jokingly and gesturing toward herself, that the one who wanted to do some dancing was sitting on the other side of her. She remembered thinking how at this point she wouldn't really mind dancing with another girl when the young woman turned to Dwain and asked him if he wouldn't mind, then, if his wife danced with her boyfriend's buddy. He had come along with them and was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel, she explained. Dwain was kind of stuck there. He had already given permission for his wife to dance with somebody and he really couldn't take it back just because her partner would be male - not without losing face anyway. So Jo Ann led her across the room where two men were sitting and introduced them to each other. Lori remembered how shocked she was when the two men turned out to be black. She remembered how she looked over to where Dwain was sitting as she walked to the dance floor with her new partner and how she would never forget the look on her husband's face as he watched her dancing with the tall man to the up-beat tune that poured with a deafening roar from the big speakers that went all around the walls. They weren't even touching each other but she knew that her husband was probably getting jealous as hell. After a couple of fast numbers a slow song came on. She remembered the little moment of awkwardness as the tall black man and she looked at each other before he took her in his long arms and they began to sway to the music. As the song went on he held her a little closer as they began to feel more comfortable with each other. The song seemed to go on forever but when it finally ended, they released their embrace and she looked around to where her husband was sitting but all she saw was the waitress clearing the table off. Dwain was nowhere to be seen. She accompanied the man back to the table where Jo Ann and her boyfriend were sitting and told them that she'd love to stay and dance some more but that she thought she was probably in big trouble and had to leave. Everyone was disappointed and they begged her to stay but she told them that she really had to go. Before she left them, Jo Ann gave her her telephone number and told her to 'ring her up ' sometime. Lori remembered how charming she thought that was and remembered thinking how nice it would be Blacks On Cougars Videos Megan Pryce Cum Bang Megan Pryce at CumBang.com Osa Lovely Cumbang restless night. It had been over two months now since she had felt his penis in her pussy and she was growing even more desperate. The next day, she got up and instead of putting on her bikini, she put on the lingerie. She would ask Jamal what was wrong with it, she thought as she rolled up the lacy white nylons and hooked them to the garter. He wasn't in the yard, oddly enough, and she put on a coat and walked over towards his back door. She knocked and waited a few minutes before hearing his heavy footfalls approaching the door. She saw the door open and said, "Hi J-." She stopped, he was completely naked, his fully erect cock all glistening and shiny before her all covered in some kind of lubrication. He had odviously been masturbating "Hi Megan." he said smling down at the white woman staring at his cock, completely fixated on it. Underneath her coat, he saw her legs. covered in lacy white nylons and arched his eyebrows in delight. "Come on in," he said turning into his house. He watched her eyes follow his cock and like a zombie she followed it into his house. "So Megan, not sunbathing today?" he asked as they sat down on the couch. She shook her head, still staring at his cock now pointing straight up as he sat next to her. This was also the time Girls Suck Black Dick Megan Pryce Cum Bang Biracial Dating Service finally felt him pull his cock out of her ass, hearing farting sounds as the trapped air was released. Her rectum didn't seem to contract very much and she was afraid that it would remain a gaping hole forever. She looked back over her shoulder at her ass cheeks, still red from where he had spanked her. Megan crawled over to her lingerie and stood up, feeling his sperm squirt out of her ass as her cheeks clenched. She didn't bother getting dressed, putting her coat on around her nude body and shoving her underwear into the pocket. "A+," said Jamal as she passed him. Megan just nodded walking to the door, Jamal following her. She walked bowlegged back towards her house, feeling his semen squirting out with each step. Her legs could barely hold up her body weight and she looked down at them seeing that she had ripped her nylons around the knees. Now that the sexual high was gone she felt a little sick to her stomach. He had used her, calling her a slut and she had loved it. She looked back at him, still with awe, but the adoration was gone replaced by a look fear. Not fear of him, but fear of how her body was responding to him. Megan decided then, that she would avoid him and not look back. She looked back... he was still watching her.