PETER, PAUL AND PASCAL: PART II

They had expected some resistance but the woman slowly laid on her back as Paul parted her thick thighs, pulling down her pant exposing her clean shaved privates – Peter allowed Paul to have the first go this time as he watched his brother climb in-between the woman’s thighs and begin to lick her face as he fixed his cock’s head into her vaginal opening and pushed it in. Just then someone opened the door and walked in. “Imani,” the female voice said in a foreign accent that was distinctly British, “where is my meal, you husband-snatcher n!gger…” Peter turned to see a white woman whose cleavage was popping. “Sorry if I am interrupting, but Imani I am…” the white woman was suddenly cut short by Peter’s sudden charge catching her off-guard. Paul was by now deep inside Imani fucking her lustfully when he saw his brother “tidying” a white woman “Peter, damn it! After you! A white woman!” Paul shouted as he continued thrusting Imani’s pussy. “Fuck you’re really tight.” Peter comm...