Thori der chudai karne ke baad mada ke boor mei yah pani pani ko gira deta hai.issi se bachha paida hota hai.lekin ma miss lund se to muth bahar nikla...a hai.ky amuth se bacha paida hota hai.ritesh tum bhi bahoot bachhe jo.Dekho, madam ne apni samij ko upper uthakar apni salwar ki taraf dikhate huwe kaha, iske andar mera chut hai.Pahle jab meri sadi nahi huwi thi to ise hum boor kahte the aue jab meri sai ho gayi to yah boor lund se chudane laga to abb ise hum chut kahte hai.wo apne salwar ka. "What I was going to say ...I just don't know if I can ever have a normal relationship with Mike again ...I am avoiding him ...looking for excuses not to be with him ...and it is not only because of you, what I feel for you ...but the constant thoughts of a huge black cock up my hole ...I cannot pass any African American without staring at their crotches." I told her.I told her about Sunday ...when I got home after I took Jahmal for a gallop, Charles was doing some yard work not wearing a. Brenda caught my eye as my gaze passed her way and grinned, grinning back I walked over to the group she was with, Len, an old friend of our and our host's, Jane, Len's wife, our hostess Ruth and Jim who I knew, but not well.As I approached I took stock of my wife's beauty, she had shoulder length fine blonde hair that shone even in the low light in the room; my eyes moved down to her face, her ice blue eyes sparkled as she laughed at something that was said, her pert nose sat above lush, ripe. As soon as they left the bar it was my clue to vacate the room. Before leaving the room I place my I pad in the corner of the room in a bag in such a way that its camera could cover the entire room. Then I connected it on facetime from my phone and left the room.I got down to the bar ordered a drink and started to see what fun my wife was having through my phone.She walked into the room with him holding each other’s hands. As soon as the door was closed he held my wife from the backside and.