’ ‘Wow.’ Barry was thoughtful. ‘I thought you were so misguided back when we first met. But you speak with such conviction and such authority....You’ve stayed true to it all these years. I really think you know what you’re doing.’ I nodded my head. ‘Yes, I do . . .’ ‘So, did you ever marry?’ I queried. He shook his head. ‘No, I never married. It’s just been my books and me all these years.’ ‘You sound a little sad about that,’ I suggested. ‘Y’know, the truth is . . .’ He looked at me. ‘I think I. I cupped as much as was exposed in my palm, and it fit perfectly as I traced it with my hand, the hard nipple poking my palm. Very firm. I looked back at the back of her head again, she still hadn’t moved, then back to my raging boner, back at her naked ass and her exposed nipple. I immediately turned over on my back next to her (on the floor), and slid off my shorts and boxers. Now I was naked from the waist down, big hard dick hanging all out, and got back up on my knees again to look at her.. I noticed she had flushed red from head to toe, as wave after wave of orgasm flowed through her. Richard lay under her slowly and methodically shoving each and every inch of his enormous black cock deeper and deeper into my willing wife. Anita had grounded herself down around the longest, thickest black cock she had ever had. It seemed that she was making little headway, as Richard grabbed her hips and began his own ruthless pumping motion up into Ana's overstretched hole. Her orgasm came in. He tied the cloth and gagged me, denying me from speech. Then he grabbed my wrists with one of his big hands and held them above my head. He began to wrap rope around my wrists, binding them together. He finally tied the other end to the large wooden bar that ran across the headboard. I managed to peek at him from the corner of my eye; but now the darkness filled the bedroom. He was wearing a ski mask..."Good bitch… I have seen around the neighborhood, teasing every man as a real whore… Now I.