At last, he slows his strokes, moving slowly inside me, giving me a quick moment to appreciate the God-like sight of his abs as he thrusts. Muscles ri...pling, knotting every time he drives his hips forward. I don’t have long to enjoy it, as he reaches down and roughly wraps his hand around my throat. I gasp and my eyes widen. I’m usually the one grabbing throats. I try to slow my breathing, but he’s guiding my hand to my cock and tightening his grip on my neck as I frantically jerk my dick.It’s. Despite my earlier request for a skirt to wear, having regard to the temperature, she wore a pair of jeans. I really wanted to just touch her pussy without barriers and asked her to get rid the pants. Funny to see how she struggled to get out of her jeans but eventually the pants was on her ankles including slip and I could feel her nice pussy but of course without really good view of it. She obviously had had the time to shave herself during the holiday because I felt a perfect shaved pussy,. He said lets forget the coffee and I said simply OK. I dropped the robe in the kitchen and took him to my bedroom. He got naked quick and looked around my bedroom and seem the f****y pictures. He asked my k**s? I said yes. Robert said….they bi-racial? I said Black Lovers. But your husband is white….Robert said. Yes. As I got into bed Robert was hard. On my back I spread my legs and Robert got between them. He leaned down over me and felt his cock over my slit. Kissing each other. I said he had. He told me Carole had told him I was coming down for the week and she thought it would be nice if he was there when I got there. The rest of the day was spent going over fond memories and I managed to stay as close to Josh as I could until it was nearly time to retire for the night. I went into my bedroom and put on a sheer black short nightgown and got myself ready to call it a night when I heard the downstairs basement television turn on and I went to see who was still up. It was Josh. He was.