When that black cock was again fully erect, he took it off from Ana`s mouth and made her bend over a lower wall there. He smiled at me and announced n...w he was going to taste my wife`s tight asshole.Ana tried to struggle with him, telling that the black cock was too thick to fit in her asshole; but the guy was stronger and she could not get free from his grip. Then I saw her closing her eyes, waiting for the anal assault…Suddenly she opened her sweet mouth wide and I knew she had received that. I’d been lifting weights for the past five years, and found it strange that she was just now taking notice. I told her it didn’t happen overnight, and left it at that. ‘Something else about you is different too,’ she continued. Then she looked up. ‘It’s your hair, isn’t it?’ I smiled. ‘You used to have hair like, well, a Negro, no offense.’ I admitted using hair relaxer. She found that amusing, not in a condescending way, more in the way of why a guy would even bother. If she thought. Reaching down I took one of her legs and pushed it up over her shoulder. Lowering myself I took my saliva covered cock in the other hand, and putting the purple head against her honey pot opening, forced it into her being. With little tears trickling down her cheeks, she cried out "It’s so big, it hurts." "It will stretch out," I answered with a smirk on my face. Forcing my cock deep inside her and lowering myself to her I began to pump with a vengeance. I would not be denied my sexual. Walking up to the front door, I contemplated whether or not to ring the doorbell but instead placed my key in the lock and stepped quietly into the hallway, listening out for conversation from within.The lounge was deserted so I wandered through the dining room into the kitchen. On finding nobody, I crept upstairs, carefully avoided standing on any creaky treads. I looked along the darkened landing, desperately searching for any sign of life and experiencing a high degree of trepidation.After.