I knew what he was thinking, he was having his cock sucked by his wife who was being fucked by a virtual stranger. The roles were playing out in his m...nd. She would get fucked, and when on the brink of her orgasm he would spurt down her throat and over her face. It was what he liked doing the most. I could see the expressions on his face as the scenario played out. Except it wasn’t his wife, it was me and I was loving it. I sucked his cock down my throat and started to bounce my head up and. Every night after I went to sleep, (or pretended to) I heard her masturbate quietly, as she tried to shield my feelings. Her desire for a well hung black man was discernible. I knew something needed to be done. The next day, we all had a hiking trip planned but I decided to stay because I wasn’t feeling that well (or so I said). I went to every tourist hot-spot I could think of until I found two black men who were perfect for my girlfriend. Jacob was tall and athletic while George was a bit. I’m not bisexual but I do love to be licked and she looked like she knew how to chew. I was now having all sorts of lesbian thoughts that I never had before, I couldn’t help but put my hands in my knickers when I heard footsteps down the stairs, I straightened myself up and tried to look happy. He walked in and I said hello very politely and I just smiled at him. it was eating me up inside and I wanted to see what else is in that folder. He was taking ages to get ready and I was getting more. While we were talking I could’nt take my eyes away from her breasts and this time she caught me red handed or I mean red eyed. ” Rahul us samai se Kya dekh rahe ho? ( What are you looking at?) she asked me. To this I got shocked and immediately turned away from her.And then after few seconds I replied “aapki jaydat nihar raha tha” (I was looking at your assets). Then she asked me, Bataun kya Bhabhi ko?” (Should I tell Bhabhi about this?) ,(here her bhabhi means my mother), I got frightened at.