If anything, it excited me tremendously. Here was the perfect man to give my wife and I a c***d; and not just any c***d, but a strong, healthy, black ...frican baby...which is what Mara and I both wanted very much!After a while, I stood up quietly and unzipped my slacks and slid them off, and I did the same with my shirt. I left my undershorts on, but through the opening in the front of them got my cock and balls out; and then I sat back down and began to lightly stroke my penis. Of course, even. She would use her fingernails to claw my shaft and then pull the skin of my ball sack almost to the point of pain. I loved when she did this. I had grown too aroused, impatient and hungry for a taste of pussy to let her keep playing. I knew if she kept this up that I would cum. I told her that if she continued teasing me that I was going to cum on myself. “That would be a waste of good cum,” she replied, “I’ll stop.”She stopped stroking me and my cock started to ache. She never took her. I sped up just a bit and moved beyond the bikers, she looked over the back seat at them behind us and could see them motioning back and forth about sucking cock and about tits. Jamie grinned and looked at me with velvet wet eyes and whispered."You are such a tease," then leaned down and began running her tongue around the head of my cock. She loved how it pressed to her lips and how when we were fucking, it pried it's way into her soft damp slot like it was a fist going into a glove that was. "He moved close to me and I could see how large he was. I only came up to his shoulders, glancing down I could see his swim trunks were full with a cock just busting to get out. Just then my mind flashed back to one of those talks with Bill and I had just yesterday. It was one of those talks about our life together, having kids, what to do if some one tries to car jack us, or rob us and yes we talked about what I should do if I ever knew I was going to be raped.Bill told me how he felt and then.