We were looking like couples on the bike and people were seeing us but we were in our own world. I was able to fell that she was getting more closer t... me and her holding was getting more hard and as we about to reach near our house the rain started and I didn’t stopped the bike and till we reach we got wet.. And at that time she was wearing white top with blue jeans due to rain her inners were visible and the bra strip was visible to me…I was about to head to my home she stopped me and said to. You slowly slide one strap of your bathing suit down your shoulder. The moonlight shines off your lovely white skin. It’s almost angelic. You slide the other strap down exposing your nakedness. The air is warm but still you feel a rush of excitement and your body responds. You slide the bathing suit down over your hips, down your thighs and you let them drop. Slowly you step out of them and let them drop to the sand. Suddenly you feel free of all constraints. You feel your hair on your. I knew Lena through my wife Eve, a friend of her best friend from school. This is the inconvenient part. I have no qualms about taking another man’s wife to bed, especially if he decides to absent himself from his own. Casual fooling about with my wife’s friends is another matter. Like fooling about with colleagues at work it is likely end badly. Being unachievable only made Lena all the more desirable. To make matters worse she was a flirt. Whenever we met I would spend the next week thinking. As I lowered the zipper, I saw the massive bulge in his tight, white underwear, as well as the bulge from his huge balls. I pulled his underwear down and was staring at a nine inch piece of cock that was as thick as any I had seen on Yahoo. His balls were hanging very low, and they are the size of large eggs. Calvin must have been staring at my computer screen through the crack in the cabinet door by the hinge, because he then said, “I noticed that you have a lot of pictures of black men with.