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His Wife Gives Him To Miss Mimi
(J.S. Lee)

Brett stopped thinking and there was nothing to ask as he watched her dress fall to the floor in a heap and he never paused to think of Krista either as he watched the black girl in the lacy, pink bra and matching panties.  She was wearing a black, satin garter belt around her tiny waist and her legs were covered with the flesh-colored stockings, his eyes took in every inch of the curvy thighs and slender calves.  Her legs were luscious, but so was the rest of her.  Brett had enough foreplay, he wasn't sure if he could keep himself from cumming in his pants at this point and he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers fumbling with the buttons.  "Please, I want you so bad," he begged her but the brown goddess didn't move as Brett continued to strip for her.  Pants off, he stood before her wearing only the damp boxers that clung to his cock, he wished that Mimi would touch him, he thought he might burst in her hand.



Mimi murmured, "take those off, baby."  She was in charge and Brett knew before tucking his fingers into the waistband that her sultry voice could make him do anything, not the least of which was taking the last of his clothes off for her.  He hadn't been naked with anyone but Krista in so long but he wasn't going to think about that right now.  Once he pushed the boxers down, he made his way into her arms and groaned as their bodies touched.



Brett opened his mouth to taste the lips that had been beckoning him since he first watched them open.  Her words had been lost on him but her full, round mouth had been committed to memory.  Their tongues touched and swirled and the black girl in his arms sighed as they kissed.  "You're so beautiful," he whispered into her neck as he kissed her everywhere.  The back of her neck, the chocolate, satin skin along her collar bones, sweeping her hair up, fanning it out along the pillow under her, he was committing her taste to memory.