Remember, this isour little secret, got it?" Yeah, got it, don't worry", I respond. As I say this, I notice that he isa little concerned about me. I w...s acting so addicted to his cock, that Iworried him a little! I think he thought I was unreliable, or one of thoseguys who would start to go after him once they meet up. Had I become one ofthose guys already? Was I one of those guys you had to keep your distancefrom because they couldn't control themselves and people worried they woulddo or say. But Ted would never encourage her to do anything that was not proper. Anyway, they had cuddled together as children. Why should it be different, now that they were a little older?Even as Linda examined those thoughts, she admitted that it was different. And the difference was swirling in her belly like a giant whirlpool, drowning her wild and her faint apprehension beneath wave after wave of ever-mounting desire.She felt her legs being lifted, and she shifted her weight onto her torso as Ted. I looked down, and Ginger smiled sweetly. Its ok honey, just a little kiss. She puckered her lips. I heard the men on the couch shift and one of them whispered. Fuck yeah. I guess being as much of a slut as I was I should have gotten it, but Mr. Miller Sr. just hadnt taught me some things. I leaned down and puckered my lips against Gingers but as soon as I kissed her she put her hand behind my neck and opened her mouth pulling me down. I overbalanced and fell to my knees, mouth opened as. . Then I asked how many guys would fuck her wet cunt and she said about a full dozen black cocks would be there…So, all twelve black cocks to share between my sensual wife and Helena.I insisted how many would be black. Ana got serious and finally admitted she was pretty sure all those twelve guys would be black, very dark skinned, black at all, as coal…Then I had to accept that a full dozen of nigger bastards were going to fuck my sexy wife bareback…All of them would shoot their sticky cum into.