Candy slowly recovers from her climax.

In her post-orgasmic daze, Candy was still leaning against Meat's torso as small aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her. "Oh my..." The blond glanced down to her hand, her cum glazed fingers idly kneading the black man's swollen knob as his meaty shaft began to deflate between her thighs. "I've never..." Candy was taking deep breaths as she tried to collect herself, making her huge wet breasts rise and fall in Meat's still groping hands. She looked back over her shoulder at the homeless man and saw the contented grin on his face. "It felt like fireworks were going off in my kitty," she confessed with a giggle.

"Your kitty?" Meat's fingers kept squeezing and caressing her magnificent tits, sliding over the smooth, slippery mounds. "Is that what you call your pussy? Thass cute." He could feel her cum-slick palm still exploring the end of his softening spent cock. "That big cock in your hand can make a lot of those fireworks happen, Candy. Your hubby don't make you cum like that?"

"Nothing like that," Candy admitted as she hefted the end of his now floppy thick cock in her hand, amazed that it was as wide as her palm. "He just--" Her sentence cut off as she whipped her head around and looked back to Meat, her eyes wide with concern. "Ohmygosh! I forgot! Andy's still home!" Meat's heavy cock fell from her hand and she slipped down his torso as she pulled away from him. "I have to go out there or he's going to wonder what's taking so long!" She hopped out of the shower, her naked wet body bouncing deliciously as she moved to collect her clothes. She was about to grab her shirt when she realized that her fingers were still coated in Meat's thick load, so she wiped it off on a towel as best she could. "Turn off the shower and get dressed! We have to get you out of here without him seeing you!"

Meat obliged her and turned of the shower as he watched her struggle to pull her shirt on over her still damp torso. The shirt clung to her damp skin even tighter than before, making it extremely obvious that she'd forgotten to put her bra back on. He could swear he felt his cock begin to stir again as her unrestrained breasts bounced and wobbled in the tight top and her thick nipples visibly pushed out against the thin fabric. "You already took my clothes," the black man reminded her, "an' I'm guessing a black man in just a towel is gonna draw a lot of attention in this neighborhood."

Candy was struggling to pull her shorts up past her wet bubble butt, hopping as she tried to pull them up and making her wobbling funbags jump even more in her shirt. Her thoughts went to the garbage can in the garage, where she'd thrown out his filthy clothes. "Shoot! You're right!" She nervously nibbled on her lip as she thought and finally buttoned up her shorts. Then she remembered the donation clothing in the guest bedroom. "Okay! You have to sneak into the guest bedroom while I'm going to go talk to Andy. Come on!" Opening the door to the hall a crack, the blond made sure the coast was clear before she slipped out and then waved for Meat to follow.

"Just down the hall," she whispered to him and pointed the way for him. "Second door on the right. Grab whatever will fit you and I'll come back for you when I can!"

He nodded and did his best to tip toe down the hall as quickly as he could, the naked black man's cock swinging heavy like a long brown banana between his thighs as he made his way to the door. As he entered the spare bedroom, he looked back out to Candy and gave her a smile and a thumbs up before quietly closing the door.

Candy took a sigh of relief and then turned toward the kitchen to go see Andy.