At the last few meetings, Doris began to notice something strange. Previously, a member of Sam came to readiness in the blink of an eye. But now, to stir it up, it took some effort. And his sperm has become some kind of watery.

- Are you healthy? - somehow asked him Doris.

- Yes, Mrs. I'm alright.

- Maybe you don’t like me as much as before?

- What are you, madam! Cried Sam. - You are my goddess! I love you! Every minute when I am not with you, I remember your hair, your body, your breasts ...

Doris thought that the Negro spoke quite sincerely. Maybe she just tortured him? Now his visits were both morning and night. Did she, in her insatiability, bring him to such exhaustion? Well, it is quite possible.

“That's what, Sam,” said Doris, after deliberating. “You don't have to come in the morning.” Only at night.

The words of Mrs. unspeakably delighted the poor Negro. After all, in the morning he had to appease both Amy and her mother, and at night Doris again. Fine! Now in the morning there will be only a daughter. And before meeting with the hostess for a whole day, he will have time to fully relax and recover.

And something else came to Sam's mind ...

It was a wonderful moonlit night. Doris waited for Sam, as usual consumed with impatience, with a wet pussy from anticipation. There was a rustling sound and Sam appeared.

- Finally!

She rushed to her lover, but then froze, surprised by his look and strange behavior.

- What's the matter? - excitedly asked Doris, looking at Sam shifting in indecision.

- Madam, I was thinking here ... You are such a passionate woman ... I took the liberty of myself. For you...

- Come on, Sam, what are you pulling?

- You are not one man! - blurted Negro.

Doris opened her mouth in amazement. Then she sighed loudly and touching Sam's chest laughed:

- You're doing great. I'm happy.

- Well, you need more! More men! More members!

He quickly turned toward the open window.

- Jim! Francais!

The next minute, Doris watched in amazement as two huge blacks of about the same age as Sam were getting into her bedroom one after another. By the light of one lamp, she even found out. He worked in the forge.

And here she stands in a short nightie in front of three black slaves. They devour it with burning eyes, breathe noisily, taking in air with flat, wide noses. From them come some wild primitive power, the power of the cave males.

Doris is all very excited. Three men at a time! She could not even imagine such a week ago. Not even in the wildest fantasy. She is a white married lady from a rich and noble family and three blacks! From the bottom of the belly began to rise a hot wave of sinful desire. She cheated on her husband with a Negro, and now she wants to do it with three at once! How low is she ready to fall? Doris swallowed convulsively and sighed with her whole chest, which made the light fabric of the nightgown set in motion and under it her nipples, strained with excitement, clearly stood out. Yes, she is ready! She wants it! And spit on everything!

“You, therefore, decided not to consult with me,” she said in a voice muffled with passion.

Sam, having misinterpreted the woman’s words, began to stare in dismay. She hurried to reassure him, as well as his friends, who had already gathered to retire back through the window.

- But I'm glad. This is so unexpected. Suddenly nice.

The blacks relaxed, smiled. Doris playfully twirling one of her golden curls on her finger, said:

- Well, undress. I want to look at you.

This applied mostly to Jim and Frances, since she already knew very well what a member of Sam was.But he began to undress too.

Half a minute later, Doris, strolling past blacks lined up in a line, studied their manhood. The members of Jim and Francaise were already on alert, and in size they were not inferior to Sam's cock. And Frances, it seems, was even a bit more genuine and thicker. She gladly felt and their big tight eggs, imagining how much hot sperm in them.

Finally, stopping in front of Jim, who was standing in the middle, Doris knelt down. Opening her mouth and holding the black cock with her hand, she put the head of the black penis in her mouth. Jim groaned with pleasure, his hands he launched into the gold of her hair. Doris, having ceased to hold his member but, continuing to suck, grabbed the members of Sam and Franse with her free hands. I started to jerk them, feeling with pleasure under the fingers firmly elastic, hot, pulsing trunks.

Sucking Jim off like that, she sucked Frances' cock into her mouth and jerked her hands vigorously with two other blacks.

- Oh, mistress. Oh, my lady ... - moaning Francais, filled with great emotion. His cock sucked white woman. His own mistress. Now it was tantamount to as if the heavenly goddess had descended before him.

The black cock slipped between Doris's wet lips. She moaned with pleasure. Sucking alternated with licking. Then her tongue slid over the elastic eggs of Francais. She played up with them all the time, licking, drawing her lips, rubbing her face against them. Frances, she especially liked. Maybe because everything he really had more?

- You're very good - Doris whispered, before taking up the languishing Sam and looking at the Negro from the bottom up.

“Thank you, mistress,” Francais bowed.

Doris sucked Sam's cock. This is already familiar. You can even say - native. But this is no less desirable. With the same diligence, she sucked and licked Sam's cock, completely played with his eggs. Between the legs of a young woman it was long ago wet and hot. Her "pussy" craved penetration. No, there is an invasion! Members of such sizes did not penetrate, namely they invaded! So nothing else.

Rising from her knees, Doris pulled the nightie over her head and shook her hair. A sigh of admiration came from the blacks' breasts at once. Woman! Naked and defenseless, ready for anything. And she wanted everything.

“Come on, you are the first,” suggested Sam to Jim, but then, after a moment, he turned to Doris. - Sorry, madam, as you say, so be it.

“Let it be, Jim first,” Doris cooed. She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back a little with her legs slightly apart. The fact that her labia are parted and abundantly moist was clearly visible. Negro approached. He got up on his knees and put his hands on his mistress's knees.

“I want to caress you there,” he murmured. - Is it possible, madam?

“Of course,” she smiled and spread her legs apart.

The Negro stared with admiration at Doris's “pussy” - such a pink, absolutely naked, exuding juice of desire. And so, he pressed his mouth to this sweet "peach". Doris moaned in pleasure. Fat, rough, hot tongue Negro parted her shameless lips, penetrated the vagina. At the same time, by the sign of Sam, Francais climbed onto the couch. Sam followed the same way. They stood on the sides of a young woman. Their hefty members touched her cheeks. Doris, immediately hugged both blacks with her hands and began, turning her head, now to one side, then to the other to catch her mouth with their members. Pull the head of the penis Frances with his lips, suck - let go. Then pick up Sam's mouth - suck - release. So, with ecstasy, she alternated the members of the blacks and occasionally played with her tongue with their hefty eggs dangling from side to side. Sam and Franco moaned with pleasure.

And Doris moaned from pleasure or lowed, if at that moment her mouth was occupied by someone's member. Jim's language was also actively wielding in all its folds ...