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Creampie Black #1 Creampie Black #2 One week had passed since my encounter with creampie black Mary, and I avoided the side of my yard closest to them because I didn't know if Mary would tell Dan about me sucking her creampie black pussy, and wasn't sure how he would react if he did know. However, as luck would have it, I was on the way out to the mailbox when Dan saw me and asked me stop over for a minute. He didn't look too angry, but he wasn't smiling, and his request for me to come over was more of an order than a friendly request. It was apparent that Mary had told him about our meeting, and I knew that I had to face him sooner or later.

As I approached Dan in his driveway, he just turned and gruffly said, "follow me". We went in through his garage door and into their family room, and he told me to sit down on the chair opposite their large couch. Surprisingly, he offered me a beer, which I accepted, thinking that it would help take the edge off of this very tense situation. He returned with the beers and then sat down opposite me on the couch. He began by telling me how disappointed he was that I had oral sex with Mary behind his back, and he wanted to ask me a few questions about the situation before deciding what action to take. He also wanted to make me aware of the situation with his three friends fucking creampie black Mary regularly.

From his demeanor, I could tell that Dan had been drinking beer for a quite a while this morning, and I didn't really know if that was a good or a bad thing for me. He was wearing loose-fitting athletic shorts, and when he sat on the couch they rose up on his thighs and the legs gapped open. I couldn't keep myself from looking, and I saw a large, soft cock hanging down one of the pant legs, and a huge set of balls hanging down the other. When I looked back up at Dan he was staring right at my face, and maybe it was my imagination, but he seemed to be smirking.

Dan started by saying that although he believed creampie black Mary, he wanted to hear from my own mouth what I did with her. He prefaced his first question by saying that Mary told him I said I'd "rather eat than fuck". He asked, "is that really true, and if so, how did you get that way?" I explained that "a series of events in my life brought me to a point where I enjoy giving oral pleasure more than actually fucking. There's just something about the wetness of a well-fucked creampie black pussy that makes me hungry." He asked, "didn't you realize that Mary had been fucked by me and my friends repeatedly that morning, and that you would be sucking and swallowing a large amount of our cum? Have you thought about the reality that you were swallowing our collective seed?"