”As the black men stroked their cocks they now made good efforts to rub them on my wife’s tits, still inside her blouse, but very visible through ...he thin and wet material. Now they began rubbing their cocks on her cheeks and sometimes her red lips.“Mmm, that feels so good, a hard, black cock running over my white cheeks and red lips.” she moaned softly. “Would you like to see them rub their cocks on my face, jerking those beautiful pieces of black meat till they shoot two more big loads of cum. She ripped off my shirt. In seconds I felt myself harden fully as she ran her hands and tongue over my chest pushing me to the bed. She climbed on top of me while my hands made their way to her pert ass. I squeezed it softly; she smiled at me and kissed me.She peeled the little black dress off her body. Every inch of her was as beautiful as I had imagined. She had no bra on, her long nipples were hard and erect and her thong was damp. She crawled right on top of me and allowed me to suck on her. Well, one thing was definitely back to normal: my intelligence. Mynotes and my work were as difficult to follow as they'd ever been. Icouldn't divine what had gone wrong. Even from the summary I'd providedmyself: the logic of the *simplified* version was too complex for me tofollow.So I made a decision right then and there. I'd cut my losses. Jekyll'smistake in the book was to keep pushing when he knew he'd lost control. I wouldn't make that mistake. I would stop now, cold turkey.The only. Its position seeming to change as a spun, a breeze cooling my body on one side the sun warming the other.Suspended there I started to ask myself questions, where was I, how had I got there here, what was going to happen to me?I remembered the party last night, we had won a major contract at work and the bosses had thrown a celebration for us, I'd gone along by myself, meeting up with the other girls from the procurement department once I was there. It had been an enjoyable evening, good food,.