But the noise and words coming from my wife is what surprised me. She was yelling for more, more of his black dick, to fuck her harder and harder, tha... she loved his big black cock, that she wanted his cum in her, wanted to be his slut and whore. I'll admit it; I was turned on by what she was saying. So much so that I had to unzip my pants and take out my rock hard dick and start stroking.Seeing her there, seeing her pussy being stretched and pounded by a black dick, her tits hanging and. We gathered round the computer and I transferred the file. “Do you want to add in some of you two yesterday?” I asked, trying not to sound hopeful.“It’s too big for WhatsApp,” said Angie.“Let’s start a Google account and use that drive,” suggested naked Christina, “then if we take any more we can just add it; like, in the shower or whatever.”A shower scene?? “Okay,” I nodded.So that’s what we did. I put them on the network and Angie uploaded it. I downloaded it, opened both files into the. Ball ... Mrs. Ball of my memories. Mrs. Ball from high school. Mrs. Ball who had taught me so much.All those thoughts went through me as I stared at this beautiful young woman, my open mouth making guttural noises, my mind refusing to comprehend what I was seeing. She giggled again, and I finally focused on her face—the same straight nose dusted by freckles, deep green eyes and a wide smile surrounded by full, soft, kissable lips.I was still incapable of coherent speech when she giggled again. I did not like this position; things that happened in this position were never good for me. I quickly understood what he had behind his back when he walked in. It was a switch off the Oak tree that shaded the house in the front yard. I heard it whistle as he drew it back and swung down hard hitting my naked ass that was bared for him. “Fuck,” I swore. “What did you say young lady,” he said. I knew I had really fucked up at that point, I knew better than to swear in front of my Daddy. He drew.