As she was alone I decided to stay her place only as she needed someone to take care of her in that situation. I slept in the drawing room. In the mor...ing when she woke up I told her what happened last night. I advised her not to drink too much. Then she told that there is the reason for that & told me that although she is married for 12 years her husband is very abusive & used to beat her up regularly & also she is not sexually satisfied as he just takes care of his lust & doesn’t really love. After my wife left the kitchen; both black studs talked again to each other. One said getting a little white pussy would be a good dessert for them. His partner said my wife had a nice tight ass under those blue jeans. They both laughed loud…The black guys were still laughing when Ana walked back in.My wife came over and sat in one of the men’s lap. She kissed him deeply as she reached over to rub the crotch of the other guy…Soon she had four black hands playing with her boobs and ass.One of. I’d just have to keep wondering about it all. I powered down the computer and took my empty glass to the kitchen.In the bedroom, Carla had fallen asleep. When I checked the time I was surprised to see it had been two hours since we got home. I slipped in next to my wife and felt the warmth she radiated. Sleep took me quickly.The next morning we were getting ready for work when Carla said, “I hoped you would come to bed sooner. I tried to stay awake, but I couldn’t last. What kept you up so. Kris knew she was wet enough but asked, ‘Go slow, I want to feel all of it.’ She whispered, arching her back. ‘Make love to me now.’ Her eyes looking directly into Matt’s, lovingly, pleading. Her fingers trailed up his neck. She planted kisses along his lips, his chin, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, his forehead. She arched her back again, whimpering. He could feel her warmth beneath him, begging for his cock to be buried deep inside her swollen pussy. ‘Please.’ With one push of his hips, it.