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A single lamp burned in the small but well-furnished apartment living room. Janice Lane was whimpering softly as she writhed in a passionate sixty-nine embrace under the woman above her. The sharp contrast of Janice’s lush five foot four, 35-22-36, twenty-one year old body and blonde hair, locked beneath the thirty-five year old Negress was strong in the soft light, and it thrilled her husband as he watched them working on each other.
For a long time it was enough for him to watch them and jack himself off, but finally Don gave in to his desire and moved across to them, clutching a bottle of Vaseline in his hand.
His eyes went directly to the resilient hillocks of the Negress’ ass as he stuck his finger in the jar and then began to cover his knob with the lubricant.
When he was finished, he moved forward, climbing up onto the couch behind her; then he reached for the brown cheeks of her buttocks with his left hand. He parted them; then he put his Vaseline-covered finger against the tight, puckered entrance and shoved it in.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.