I am not sure if this was due to my open upbringing at home or to a slight exhibitionistic streak that I realize I do have.Anyway, life went on pretty...normal until the day that my father was killed in a car accident when I was ten.My mother was devastated, became very withdrawn and never married again. For us children of course it was also something we barely understood at that time. There also never were any more adult guests or parties at the house.Nevertheless life went on and my sister and. If you don't want to, then I am still going to wear this. Okay?” There was silence around the pool as we took in what she had said. For Mia it sounded like a challenge that she could take on or ignore. Her mind was obviously working overtime. For me, I was just dumbstruck at my amazing wife sitting in front of me virtually naked, exposed and bald! It didn't get any better than this. Except when Mia stood up, ordered another drink and went inside to get changed. When I came back out with the. “Good boy!” She carelessly tossed the vibrator to the other side of the couch, leaving it rumbling away by itself as she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her hand. She grinned at me when she felt it throb with anticipation. Then she wrapped her lips around me.My cock stiffened quickly in the heat of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip and took me as deeply as she could. I gasped as she bobbed her head, trying to swallow more. After a moment she pulled back and pumped her. I had no idea that I was a magnet for black men, long red hair, wide hips, a big butt, and dressing like a slut did not help my cause. I felt like shark prey, even by hubby's side. He asked me did I want to try a black cock & I replied, 'heavens no'. He tried to put me at ease as they circled me, but I asked him if we could leave. Months later at a swingers party a black guy approached us both and he asked if we were here for fun? My husband said sure. I grabbed his shirt in fear. We went to a.