.The next day i got out of bed and went downstairs to make myself some breakfast i looked at the choice hmmm egg on toast for a change i think, Mum ha... woke up and came downstairs to in a hurry for work " Morning angle, i'm of to work i'll see you this evening your dads just poped out to the shop to get some milk he'll be right back" mum kissed my forehead and gave me a quick hug before dashing to the door hurrying for work. "oh and by the way darling someone came around for you saying sorry. "Fifty-seven!" she shouted, bragging further, "and that's just the white guys!" Her friends all laughed and asked her how many black guys she'd fucked."262!" she yelled. My heart pumped rage through every artery, thinking of how many men had fucked my dirty wife, and worse still, the fact she had barely given me any pussy!My mind exploded; that was it! I thought. I'm gonna get this bitch of a wife back. Fuck you for fucking everyone except me! For only marrying me because I was 'the sensible. People saw accountant in the occupational field and moved on. Just like real life, in other words.So he'd moved on to smaller message boards and forums and didn't tell anyone what he did for a living. And whadaya know, he started getting messages. It was a watershed moment for Foster. How could he have lived so long without exploring the reaches of the internet? He started to get to know people, and nobody cared what he did or didn't do for a living, they just knew that old Foster311 was a. You work me with your tongue and fingers and its not long before I'm cumming. You feel me pulse around your fingers and you feel my cum pouring out of me. You lick it all up, then standing, pulling your huge hard cock from your shorts you push it straight into me. I cry out again, feeling wonderfully full with you inside of me. You lift my legs and place them on your shoulders, you pull out of me so just the tip is inside, and then slam into me hard. Making me scream out, panting and moaning.