Politics of Sex: Lunch Date with Chief Umeh

Adaora met her husband Chuma  at one o'clock the next day for lunch with the head of the Labour Party in Anambra state. They had made reservations at the most popular restaurant among the executives of the town. For the better customers, there was a private room in the back if they wanted a private lunch, or there was the main room, decorated restaurant and a delightful retreat from the hectic world of the businessman. Chuma had reserved the back room for he had serious business to conduct, and it had to be done with discretion, where they could nevertheless enjoy the excellent cuisine of the restaurant.

The meal had been divine and they were just starting on their drinks. Adaora was no longer participating in the lively conversation with Chief Sunday Umeh because she knew that Chuma  was now zeroing in on the real reason for the luncheon. They wanted and needed the influential Chief Umeh's assistance if Chuma Nzeribe was going to be elected senator, and she had agreed to help all she could with her cunt.

He had never shown himself friendly to Chuma Nzeribe and had delighted in making derogatory statements to the press about Chuma 's way-out ideas whenever he got the chance. He was an old bastard, and it was going to take a lot of charming to get him to openly support Chuma . Adaora was looking forward to the part of charming him right up between her naked spread thighs. He was a sexy-looking old codger! She rose to go to the ladies' room. The wine was making her feel a nice glow and she walked slowly toward the private toilet accommodations for the back room. She seemed to be able to feel the eyes of the two men upon her sensuously swaying ass as she moved away from their table, and she felt proud to be such a good-looking woman helping her husband in his bid for senator. When she returned, she noted that the mood between Chuma and Chief Sunday Umeh had softened considerably, and she wondered if Chuma had already succeeded in getting an endorsement from him.

When in his turn Chuma  said that he had a telephone call to make and left the room, Adaora turned to Chief Umeh and asked, "How's it going?"

Chief Umeh placed his hand upon Adaora's knee underneath the table. He was silent, but his fingers seemed to be talking for him. His shrewd dark eyes looked intently into hers, and Adaora could not help wanting to reach out and tear the clothes from his body and have him fuck her silly right there in the restaurant. It was true that they were alone in the back room, but Chuma would be back at any moment. Chief Umeh's hand felt like a branding iron on her leg, and she felt it moving upward, pushing her skirt back as it went and touching along the length of her thighs.

"Oh Chief ..." she sighed. She longed for his touch, though, and made no move to stop him. The wine made her head hum dizzily, and she was filled with a strong desire for cock that sent thrills running up and down her spine. Between her legs, high up at the wet pulsing spot of her pussy, she was already getting wetter and wetter as Chief Umeh's fingers moved steadily up.

"Oh ..." she sighed. She could not help parting her thighs ever so slightly. She could feel the inner wetness of her cunt beginning to pulsate with heat. She wanted him to hurry and touch her there. She and Chuma had agreed to let Chief Umeh fuck her if he wanted, if it would get him to support Chuma  Nzeribe for senator.

Chief Umeh's fingers advanced across the bare top of Adaora's thighs. They tickled and teased her, until he was sure of her rapt attention. Then he slipped his index finger up under the elastic pussy band of her silken panties and let the tip of it sink into the wet trembling cunt.

"Ooooooooh!" Adaora cried, pushing her hips down onto the seat. The thickness of his finger moved slowly within the confines of her soaking wet pussy, creating a friction that increased with each split second the mounting desire that Adaora felt in her loins.

"You are a beautiful woman," Chief Umeh said suddenly, and there was an urgency in his voice that made Adaora aware that he was excited too.

"Thank you, Chief!" she replied.

She remembered the other men she had been fucked by to further Chuma’s career. Both she and Chuma enjoyed these career-advancing seductions and it had so far done nothing but good, for here was Chuma on his way to being senator!

She was thrilled down to her fingertips and her toes as she felt his finger move in her cunt. It was so exciting when another man fucked her!

"I want to fuck you," he said continuing his lazy friction up between her brown thighs. "I thought maybe you and I might surprise your husband and put on a little show for him right now. I think we all would get a big kick out of it!" She didn't seem to be able to answer him, as his finger churned inside her tingling pussy and the waves of desire continued to traverse her voluptuous body.

She felt a rush of lust as her husband returned. There was no time to answer.

Adaora felt embarrassed for Chief Umeh had not yet removed his finger from beneath her skirt, and her husband was sitting there at the table now. She was ready to screw.

It was perfectly obvious to Chuma why Adaora was twisted toward Chief Umeh like that. The old codger probably had his finger up his hot little wife's cunt. Everything was working out great. He was one lucky man to have a wife who was willing to help him with his campaign. It was time he got up and made sure that no one would bother them for at least a half hour while Adaora "convinced" Chief Umeh to fully support her husband for senator.

While Chuma was temporarily away from the table, Adaora could feel Chief Umeh leering at her as he moved his finger inside her pussy and then removed it completely. He was an attractive man of about fifty or so, graying at the temples and in good physical shape. He wasn't young, but he was a good-looking man, one that would make more than one housewife's pussy tingle. She had only met Chief Sunday Umeh once before and thought he was good-looking. She had no love for the man personally, knowing him to be a wily and dangerous man if he considered you his enemy, but a good one if he were on your side. Now she looked at him for the first time in a different light.

Before she had a moment more to contemplate the situation, she saw Chuma  returning after locking the door to the back room behind him.

He said not a word as he sat down again across from Adaora, but she knew that he had arranged it all and that within moments they would set out to gain Chief Umeh's favours. A terrible sensation of passion whipped through her once more as she felt Chief Umeh's fingers rising beneath her skirt again. Chuma  had returned with an additional bottle of red wine and suggested that they all drink heartily. Chief Umeh's eyes twinkled and his booming laugh filled the room. Had Chuma spoken to him before? Did he know what was to come, had they planned it together?

Chief Umeh's middle finger surged close to her already seeping cunt high between her open thighs, and she felt him parting the curling pussy hairs and inserting the thick digit into the moisture of her cunt.

She drank more of the mellow, smooth-tasting wine and gave herself up bit by bit to the rising heat within her loins as Chief Umeh's agile finger plied softly and steadily, rubbing gently at the tingling slit of her aroused pussy. It felt so terribly obscene to be sitting there as if nothing was happening, when they all knew what was happening under the table. Then abruptly the conversation turned from the innocent topic of the proposed Ikenga hotel to more explicit things.

Chuma spoke to her in a tone of voice that she knew well. It meant that he was excited almost to the breaking point. He wanted to watch her getting fucked forcefully and hard; he wanted her to yield to Chief Umeh's strong handsome arms, to let him grind out his lust upon her, blotting her own out as easily as he would snuff out a candle with the massive girth of his demanding cock!

"How does that finger feel up in your hot little pussy?" Chuma asked.

Adaora jumped at the words and at the knowledge that Chief Sunday Umeh was blushing with emotion next to her.

"It ... it feels ..." she began. She must not blow it now. She had to give Chief Umeh the hottest fuck of his life! Chief Umeh's finger churned with a new insistent touch, separating the slippery folds of her wet pussy and worming upward toward the open spot of her hidden cunt.

"Yes?" he inquired, anxiously pushing and thrusting upward so that his finger rose into the wet and sensitive pit of the woman's cum-slick pussy.

"Good!" she blurted out.

Chief Umeh cleared his throat and stirred uneasily on his seat. He was enjoying the whole thing immensely. Chuma Nzeribe had promised him something special ... something that he would truly appreciate if he decided to publicly support Chuma. Now, Chief Umeh was more than pleased to see that the promise was of a much more exciting nature than he had imagined. It was easy to get girls for an important man. But Adaora Nzeribe was a dish that didn't come along every day, and he was delighted at the chance to fuck her--it was even better than money! To see the beautiful and desirable woman beginning to sprawl down in her seat, right next to him, her eyes mere slits as she entered into a passionate state that was obviously complete and intense, now that was a show! To feel his own hand at that moment fingering her wet little pussy hole was enough to drive him crazy. He leaned forward in his seat, fingering her and watching Adaora's expression with growing interest.

He could feel his already hard cock jerking painfully between his legs squeezing out plenty of pre-cum dampening his briefs, as he thought admiringly of the audacity the young couple had to set such a thing up right in the back room of Awka's most popular restaurant. He had to hand it to Chuma though; he really knew how to get a fellow. He had heard tales about Chuma and his wife, about how the young lawyer and his wife would stop at nothing to get what they wanted. Well, now he was getting a taste of it himself, and he found it entirely to his liking! Life was a dull affair at best, and he always liked to add as much spice to his own as possible. This was the kind of spice that made him think that it was all worthwhile.

Chuma was speaking calmly to the thoroughly aroused woman now, and Chief Umeh tried to catch all of his words. He could only get a few here and there, but they were enough for him to get the picture. Adaora was getting excited, not only through Chief Umeh's intimate finger fucking of her cunt, but by her husband's filthy words.

"... know you like finger fucking. Chief Umeh's fingers are fucking your tight little cunt ... squirm it ... wiggle it ... ugh! Ugh! Squirm it high inside your pussy ... Oh Shit, his finger feels good up in there! Don't you wish it were his cock instead of his finger? You know you like fucking better than anything. Chief  knows it too ... If you want him to, he'll fuck you now ..."

With each word, Adaora seemed to lose more and more control of herself. Chief Umeh could see her spreading her legs wider, and he leaned over and slipped his finger deeper into her cunt. It was then that he pushed the table back, and throwing up Adaora's skirt with a sudden motion, invited her own husband to watch what his fingers were doing, fucking deep into Adaora's cunt. Adaora whimpered; the idea that she was being finger fucked by a stranger and exposed to her husband--but at the same time serving "the cause"--created a characteristic surge of masochistic enjoyment that increased her emotion to such an extent that she groaned out loud.

The folds of her exposed pussy were plainly visible to Chuma and Chief Umeh now as they both stared intently at the red, hair-fringed cunt up between Adaora's widely separated legs. Chief Umeh had flicked back the narrow elastic leg band of her panties so that the entire naked surface of Chuma 's wife's aroused and dilated pussy was visible and his bunched-together fingers could be seen screwing up into the tightly clenching hole of her cunt, appearing and disappearing as he thrust again and again up into her willingly open vagina.

"Oh boy, man!" Chuma exclaimed. "You've really got her going!" His lust-aroused cock was aching for a taste of his wife's cunt, but he didn't want to spoil Chief Umeh's chances. He wouldn't dare interfere with anything Chief Umeh did now for fear of losing his chance of winning the man over.

Chief Umeh would stop moving whenever he thought Adaora was about to cum. He did not want that to happen yet. He wanted to keep her teetering on the brink of a mind-bending release, to arouse her so much that she would do anything to get a cock inside of her. It was obvious that she was a good fuck because she loved it and would only be satisfied with the best. This would be her first performance with him, but he knew she would do well. She had been well trained.

"Come on!" he said to her. "Hurry up and strip, and I'll fuck the shit out of you!"

With only a second's hesitation, Adaora stood up. She wavered as she looked down at the alert  face of Chief Umeh, but she realized that she would be able to go through with it now. It would be worth it to feel Chief Umeh fucking her, to obey him so well that he would fuck her into a state of ecstatic delirium. She would do as he said. Chief Umeh had little to do with it, really. She and Chuma were performing for each other as well as for Chief Umeh. Being fucked by another man while her husband watched was an act that thrilled each of them beyond all possible games they could play.

She stood near the table, there in the back room of the restaurant, and began to slip out of her clothes. Chief Umeh watched with bulging eyes. He had only imagined what a gorgeous body Adaora Nzeribe possessed, but now he saw. She was smiling at Chuma with a loving expression, and Chief Umeh valued this experience all the more because of the love these two young people had for each other. He had heard it said that the ultimate thrill in fucking was the one you got when someone shared his wife with you, and remembering this, he grew more and more excited. Her suit top and blouse were gone now and she stood in her skirt and lavender lace bra, one she had worn especially for him, because he was probably the old-fashioned type who liked the suspense of taking off a woman's bra and then watching her breasts swing free. Her shapely legs and her full thighs came enticingly into view as she stepped out of her skirt and half-slip next. The beige tone of her silk panties blended subtly with the soft ivory of her naked loins.

Suddenly to Chief Umeh it was as if he and Adaora were alone in the room. She was playing strictly to him, while Chuma faded even from his peripheral vision. Before him, Adaora's bra unclasped from the front and fell to the floor with a flick of her fingers, and the full beauty of her huge, billowing breasts swung into freedom. His cock throbbed as he took in their brown perfection. They rested high and proud in the artificial light of the restaurant and their quivering Chief Umeh nipples stood out on the creamy half-spheres, peaking higher as she raised her arms over her head in a provocative motion that was meant to lure him. He felt his cock produce a single shot of semen. Fuck, he had to pound her or he would unload in his pants.

Damn! What a talent the girl had! Chuma was one lucky bastard. Adaora was everything Chief Umeh had always wanted in a woman, and more. He stared at her standing there barefoot in her tan-coloured panties. Then, to his amazement and without another word of instruction from him, she turned her back to him and, bending over slowly, drew her silk panties tantalizingly down over her curved hips and lushly curved ass. She brushed them sensuously against her smooth brown thighs and calves and finally discarded them at her feet beside her skirt.

Adaora stretched slowly, as though she had been stripping all her life, and then, with a deliberate teasing motion, turned to face the two men. All of her nakedness was now voluptuously exposed, from her sensuously throbbing breasts to the soft  dark hair-covered mound of her quivering young pussy.

Chuma  turned to look at Chief Umeh and saw the entranced Labour Party member rubbing his hand across the front of his pants. A swollen bulge betrayed the existence of his hot pulsing erection along with a damp spot, and Chuma felt a thrill of power as he ascertained that Adaora's performance was having the desired effect.

Adaora was dancing now, swaying sensuously back and forth before the two men in counter time to the piped-in music. She pranced nakedly, her breasts dancing and her smoothly curved ass cheeks bouncing softly as she turned to present their swelling fullness to the watching pair.

"Come here, honey," Chief Umeh said huskily. "Let us have a closer look at you."

Adaora approached and stood before them. She was waiting for Chief Umeh's hands upon her burning hot body, for his promised quenching of the desire that raged within her trembling loins. And she didn't have long to wait. Chief Umeh reached out for her while Chuma sat motionless, watching.

"You're beautiful, baby!" Chief Umeh growled, and his thin aristocratic hands were on her trembling ass, pulling her in close to him. Suddenly, she felt his face worming into the narrow split of her gushing pussy, his nose and then his tongue parting the tender hair-fringed cunt lips and probing up inside their dark wetness.

She jumped at the unexpected wet contact and then felt him holding her all the harder against him, his fingers harshly kneading the pliable flesh of her quivering ass cheeks. She opened her eyes wide as she felt him begin a fast-paced licking and sucking at her nakedly presented cunt. She felt as though she were going to burst into flames any second, and she looked over at her husband who gave her a wink and a nod of approval.

Chief Umeh flicked out his tongue and teased the slit of Adaora's exposed pussy furrow. His tongue ran over the tiny trembling lips of cunt flesh as well as the curly red hairs that protected them. Adaora jumped against his hands, and he held her to him more tightly. His thumbs spread open the soft, lips of her juicy pussy, and the teasing tongue probed hotly, deeply into her widespread cunt. Grunting, he moved toward her from his seat and kneeled in between her legs, forcing them far apart as he continued the lascivious stroking with his deftly worming tongue. Slowly it worked up and down within the nervous young woman’s cunt hole, pausing at the most sensitive areas to rotate about in small titillating circles against her cum-soaked pussy flesh.

He pushed forward and Adaora cried out, losing her balance and beginning to fall backward. But she felt Chuma rush behind her to cushion her, and she lay softly upon the rug of the restaurant's private room, her legs widespread and Chief Umeh kneeling up between them.

Oh Shit! Adaora thought. She got so hot when Chuma  was watching her being fucked by another man. She was so hot that she couldn't even cry out to him. But inwardly she screamed, I want a man's cock in my cunt, something huge! Not just a tongue.

Still Chief Umeh's tongue teased between her widespread cunt lips, working its way all the way up from her tingling pussy through the palpitating narrowness of her cunt to the throbbing head of her defenceless clit. She was disturbed that the illicit flicking of his tongue was creating a maddening pulsing deep within her clit, and she could feel the tiny nib of sensation swelling to full erection. She began to squirm her hips down into the fabric of the soft rug beneath her in a futile effort to urge on the punishing tongue, but it did no good. The idea that her husband Chuma  was somewhere behind her, watching all this, brought more low guttural moans of lust to her throat. The naked brown plane of her belly danced erotically before the two men's hungry eyes as Chief Umeh continued his greedy lapping and panting at Adaora's helplessly exposed pussy. The older man's eyes peered up from his enjoyable task and met those of Chuma Nzeribe who was standing behind the writhing nakedness of his wife. Chuma nodded that it was fine for Chief Umeh to continue.

Adaora's moans of lust slowly increased, but her thrashing body was quieting down to a steadier rhythmic writhing. The soft, gentle stroking of Chief Umeh's tongue began to bring wicked tingles of pleasure to her cunt. Her very nakedness, there in the back room of a popular restaurant, excited her and she could feel a definite responsive reaction begin to stir inside her as the tongue fucking continued. Control was slipping away again, that delicious feeling that she had with Chuma , where all thought was but a writhing mass of feminine sensuality, created for fucking and nothing else! That powerful desire to think and keep on thinking was mercifully suspended and a total relaxation followed that enabled her to give of herself with complete abandon.

The dark channel of her pussy began to throb. Yes, she enjoyed this obscene act. Always had... "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, beginning to squirm her hips upward to meet Chief Umeh's madly licking tongue.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" she repeated as he attached his mouth to the wide-open split of her streaming pussy and began to suck upon the passion-drenched pinkness of her inner flesh.

"Oooooooooooooooohhh!"

Suddenly behind her, she felt Chuma 's hands upon her hugely billowing breasts. His fingers began to play with the pebble-hardness of her fully erected nipples. With a little squeal, Adaora abandoned herself to the sudden rush of pleasure as the familiar fingers twisted her softly trembling breasts, and down between her thighs her desire-inflamed cunt felt like a hot glowing coal being kindled to greater and greater heights of lust.

"Hurry!" Chuma 's voice directed over her twisting body. "Put it in her now ... now!" "She needs to be fucked with your cock until you splatter your cream deep inside her!!!"

Chief Umeh raised his cum-glistening face, and his cheeks reflected the excitement that he was feeling. Quickly he opened his zippered fly and withdrew a huge cock. It felt like granite in his hands, and he could hardly wait. Before him, he spied the small opening of Adaora's gushing pussy, just waiting for his hard cock!

He was really going to fuck her right there!

Adaora stirred impatiently and moaned at the sudden loss of contact with her yearning pussy.

Odiegwu! Chief Umeh thought. She really wants it bad!

As if to echo his thoughts, Adaora suddenly cried out, "Please ... please ... fuck me now ... now, I tell you!" "Fuck....that huge penis and hammer me full of your sperm....every fucking drop."

She had to quench the terrible desire that had risen up inside her, had to know physical peace before she could think straight again.

Chief Sunday Umeh kneeled up between the dark-hairedwoman's widespread thighs. He looked down at the widely parted, shapely legs and bent down to ease them still farther apart. He almost seemed to drool over her cum-gushing pussy which seemed looser and wetter than before, and Chief Umeh thought he'd never seen anything so exciting in his life. He certainly never done anything that could quite match this long lunch!

With a pained expression, he pushed his thick pulsing cock forward and began to worm the smooth, rubbery head of it in between the dark pussy curls and up into the velvety cunt flesh spread wide before him.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhh!" Adaora responded as the sliding cock rose against her helplessly aroused feminine flesh. Her pleading whimpers filled the room as Chief Umeh fucked the thick head of his cock up into the spreading entrance of Adaora's willing cunt, pushing upward, continuing in a slow constant act of relentless penetration until his cock was finally buried completely up in her quivering belly.

"Oooooooooogggggghhhhhhhhhhaaaaaahh!" she cried, as Chief Umeh gritted his teeth at the almost unbearably pleasurable sensation of Adaora's tightly gripping cunt muscles wrapping around his prick. "OH FUCK YES" "Now fuck me and make your balls erupt in me, drenching my womb....Start fucking!!!"

Chief Sunday Umeh inclined back from Adaora as his probing cock attempted to reach the farthest depths of her totally filled pussy, and he did not seem to want to stop until it was completely out of sight, buried deep inside the lustfully flailing young woman’s willingly spread pussy, and his cum-laden balls hung against her naked ass cheeks, her long legs and feet and calves swung outward, quivering visibly as Adaora lay speared by Chief Umeh's impaling hardness.

From his position staring down over his writhing wife, Chuma could see that Adaora was completely out of her mind. Her red-painted lips opened and closed sensually and sounds of ecstasy poured forth in a low but steady stream. Adaora began to rotate her hips up to meet Chief Umeh as his pussy-stretching cock pressured hard up into her raging cunt hole. Again and again Chief Umeh shuffled in toward her wide-held pussy on his knees, forcing his cock deep into her contracting cunt.

Chuma  Nzeribe watched, his fingers still kneading at Adaora's soft jiggling breasts. He was fascinated by the sight of his wife's dark-hairedcunt receiving the thrusting fucks of perspiring Chief Umeh's huge cock.

He could feel his own excitement growing as he felt the sensuous flesh of Adaora's breasts beneath his fingers. Chief Umeh's thrusting cock, from where he watched, appeared and disappeared like a well-oiled piston into the thrashing woman's overly stretched pussy. It was throbbing red and swollen and each time Chief Umeh rammed into her, Adaora gave a guttural grunt and her breasts pulsed heavily in Chuma Nzeribe’s manipulating fingers.

Chief Umeh could feel Adaora's cunt lips clasping tighter and more hungrily around the fleshy intrusion of his penis. It wouldn't be long now, he thought, and just in time, too. He couldn't last a minute longer! Chief Umeh didn't know how good Chuma Nzeribe was in the sack, but he was certain that he was giving him a run for his money that day with Adaora.

"Get it, baby, get it!" he began to spit out, obscenely. "My balls are going to give you a gift....you fucking earned it.....FUCK ME YOU CUNT!!!! MAKE ME CUM!!!

Adaora writhed around on the rug and let all the perversity of the moment fill her mind and body. She could feel her breasts being pulled harder and harder, each burning touch creating a heat within her that only heightened the lust between her legs. The powerful blows that struck deep into the upper regions of her cunt, filling and stretching it with a wildly fulfilling pleasure, were wringing a joyful culmination from her tormented young loins. Then, suddenly, she jumped. From everywhere inside her there was a race of hurtling sensations that started in her throbbing cunt and spread to all atoms of her body. She had reached orgasm!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Adaora choked and sputtered and moaned as her clamping squirting cunt forced Chief Umeh into his own ejaculation. Her head was turning this way and that in ecstasy as Chief Umeh's deeply fucking cock began to spurt forth its jism.

"Oh man!" Chief Umeh exclaimed. "Oh, man!" His head jerked backward, his eyes rolling toward the chandeliered ceiling. "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhh!" he grunted, lifting Adaora's trembling hips upward with his tensing hands so that he was able to empty his hotly gushing cock deep into her milking orgasming pussy.

"Oooooooh ... yes, fuck meeeeeeeee!" Adaora cried out, jiggling upward with all her might, making herself a willing receptacle for the burning hot cum juice that filled her quivering cunt.

She did not feel completely sane as, caught in the throes of her mind-blowing cum, she began to murmur a steady stream of words.

"Oh, fuck me, screw me ... oh! I want your cock ... I need your cock ... Fuck me ... goooooddddd!"

Chuma Nzeribe watched the spectacle with mounting lust. He felt extremely frustrated by the whole thing now, and he wished that he could have fucked his wife instead of Chief Umeh. There was something about doing it in the back room of a crowded restaurant while people were eating in the front room that really raised his cock. He would have to try it again sometime, only he would be the one to screw her.

Meanwhile, he would have to make do with what he could get.

Chief Sunday Umeh continued to unload his balls into the spasming vagina. Stream after stream of creamy white sperm filled Adaora's cunt until it was overflowing. His hips jerked in lurches now as the last dregs of his cream emptied into her.

Adaora's quim finally released Chief's cock with an audible sound almost like removing a suction cup.

As the moaning and groaning gradually decreased and Chuma could see that Chief Umeh had had it, he quickly released his own throbbing cock, letting it bob freely in the cool air of the restaurant's back room. Strains of music still wafted through the room, and only Adaora's soft moaning, mingled with Chief Umeh's heavy panting, could be heard rising to meet the music.

Chief Umeh pulled out of her cum-drenched cunt slowly, his soft deflating cock glistening wet and forlorn-looking. But Chief Umeh seemed more than pleased. He was exhausted, yes, but what a way to go! He clumsily got to his feet and, still panting, headed for the bathroom. Chuma moved around Adaora's prone body. He knelt between her parted legs and looked at her gaping, cum-fucked cunt. What a sight! He thought. She was so beautiful. She lay, completely satisfied, in a semi-trance state, and Chuma  longed to fuck her with his painfully throbbing cock that he now jerked almost absentmindedly in his hand sperm already running out of the tip. The shining split of her pussy flesh was drenched and widespread for all the world to see, and the dark curling hairs glistened with the combined wetness of cum juices. She was an obscenely presented dish, Chuma thought, as he stroked his foreskin all the way back. His wild straining cock stood out taut and tight and ready. Just waiting for me! He thought.