I was eating it all up."You may feel my body," I told him, smiling as he hesitantly reached out and touched my breasts. It felt good...damn good. He r...n his hands over my smooth skin, nearly worshipping me which only delighted me more. This was the way it should be.The old me would have been completely shocked by the nature of Kyle's fantasies though I certainly wasn't now, not when I knew each and every one of them intimately. For Kyle, these were just fantasies and dreams, though for me, they. " "Okay, I'll try a couple more." She disappeared into the bedroom and came back in this:"Oh yeah," I said as she came over and started stroking my obviously hard cock."What else you got?" I asked"Mmmm, I've got you up, lets see if this next one keeps you there!" She went into the bedroom and changed into her denim skirt. Then she started to strip it off for me! "Nice, but I was thinking of something in black!" I said."Okay I've got a couple of ideas she giggled" she came back actually very. For the next week I watched our house at random times until I finally saw our mailman go in one morning and not come out for over an hour. I could now see why my wife had suddenly become more interested in sex. He was a young guy, about 25, a very dark black man, with a toned and well muscled body. The thought of this black stud fucking my wife really turned me on. I could invision his black staff buried deep in her, him grunting as he fulled my wife with his come.The next day I waited until. Samantha could sense her getting closer. She looked back over her shoulder quickly to see the tall elegant woman casting her long black coat to one side. She gasped when the blonde caught her wrists and pulled them behind her back. The two dark haired girls heard the sound and pulled free from each other to watch. They turned to Samantha and smiled wickedly. The kiss of cold steel and the snapping of a lock was enough to let Samantha know that she was being handcuffed. The blonde roughly thrust.