Why were the police here at this hour? What was wrong? The man who’d identified himself as Sheriff Martin sat down on Ben’s recliner. The other ma... moved next to the sofa and stood there, looking down at Ben with undisguised anger and contempt in his eyes. Ben had no idea what he’d done to make this man, who he didn’t know, angry with him. ‘Mr. Morris, before we ask you any questions, I think it’s best if I advise you of your rights,’ the sheriff said. He read the Miranda warning from a card he. Tom said if she was that hot, he could get another big black dick to come join them; Ana was excited with the idea and she agreed…A while later another huge black guy called Bruce was knocking at the door. After several drinks things began to get going. My sexy wife started it off by taking off her bikini bottom and pulling Tom's hard cock out. She began giving him a slow sexy blow job, as the other black guy just watched. She only stopped to tell Bruce to take off his shorts. I saw this second. My first orgasms were exhilarating, and I had multiple. My curiosity turned into addiction, and I spent every available opportunity sneaking a peak any erotic material I could get my hands on. And as soon as I could get my hands on that material, I got my hands on myself. My masturbation grew into rituals. Every time I bathed and without exception, before I slept. Soon, I invented reasons to be alone, and anyplace, public or private; I would play with my developing body. It was only a. He walked over to the other side of the room, shutting the doors, closing the blinds and looked over his shoulder at me. His smile made him look like he was eighteen, for he was in his twenties, quite young for a teacher. I put my notepad down and he grabbed my waist, bringing my close to him and he pressed his lips against mine. His warm fingers roamed up and down along my waist and sides of my stomach and my tongue found his, exploring. Then, he pushed everything off his desk, bringing me.