I lay there still, inside her but not moving, kissing her, tracing the contours of her face, running my hands along her hairline, through her wavy hai..., splayed across the sleeping back like rays of sun.I moved my arms back beneath her shoulder blades, hands wrapping around the shoulders themselves. Holding on I began to move in and out, slowly, softly, gently. With each outward pull she inhaled, with each deep thrust she sighed contentedly. I continued to kiss her as the minutes passed, our. He moved so he was now behind my wife, and began working his cock up and down her slit.My wife was sucking on one piece of black meat, groaning with pleasure as the second black cock was worming it’s way into her now wet love tunnel. With her skirt up and over her cute ass, she was enjoying her skewering by the two big black cocks.The third black male and I watched intently slowly stroking our cocks as the other two pummeled my wife’s holes with their hard meat, slick and glistening with her. . yep, there it is ... there’s the slippery stuff,” he murmured proudly at his find. “Now let’s wet this cock real good with it and put it to work spitting out the REAL stuff.”Mesmerized, I watched him smear the fluid he collected all over my meaty tusk until the whole thing glistened.“There we go,” he whispered while putting his closed fist atop the head of my cock. “Now imagine that my fist here is my fine daughter-in-law’s pussy just waiting for you to fill it. Go on and show me just how. His fingers pushed back the petals of her sex from the rear, squeezing her vaginal lips gently while his other finger slid between the tight lips to rub her wet inner lips almost clinically. His fingers explored her as a doctor would, teasing at her virgin opening, his finger rubbing around the edge, spreading the opening wider as if preparing it for something larger, much larger. Would he put his prick in her and take her innocence forever from her? His fingers became more insistent, snaking.