The guy in front shifted his loincloth to let me have full access. His cock sprang out. My god, this was huge, bigger than a large banana, thick and l...ng. The tip of his massive cock was bright red against the black of the rest of the cock. I could see veins sticking out of the flesh that covered this pulsing monster. As I kept staring at this giant organ, he lifted my hands and expertly slipped my top over my head and then brought my hands around his dick. Hands were still grabbing and. I answered we could meet at a nearer darkened parking lot…He agreed and some minutes later I was there.I saw both black guys waiting for me; but I warned them my asshole was sore and I would not accept anal. One of them, Tyrrell, said he wanted to feel just my red lips wrapped around his cockhead…The other one, Samson, smiled and said he wanted to taste a piece of my white married pussy. He even said he would use a condom…I got in the back seat with Samson, while Tyrrell stayed in the passenger. "You like what you see?" she teased.My final fears evaporated in the warmth of her gentlesmile and the site of her wiggling bottom."Very much." I answered."You want to get in my panties real bad?" Yes very much." I replied."Then you like my body very much, tell me how muchyou want it!" she cheekily said."I want you body real bad." I played along."Let's get more specific. Do you want my boobies?"she asked as she took her bra off and gently massagedthem in front of me."Yes." I answered."Touch. We did look at each other and smiled a lot – A LOT! Most of the smiles were sheepish admissions that we’d both had some very naughty fun. There was no doubt that my night with Jo and Beth, and Ginger’s with Doug hadn’t revitalized our marriage. I was ready to take my wife to bed for the day, and maybe the week. I’d heard someplace that reclamation sex is the best. I didn’t want to wait. I kissed her again and again, and repeated my love over and over.Just as we carried the last of our dishes to.