Later on she started to share her personal problem and also asked me whether I also treat my wife the same. I knew now I can get close to her. So I st...rted supporting her in whatever she was saying. Now she knew I was her best friend and a shoulder to cry on. Slowly she started sharing her sex life with me and I was shocked to know that her husband has not fucked her since last four months. I told her it’s shocking that a man is not fucking a babe like her. She told me to shut up and told that. He stops what he's doing and sits comfortably on the back seat so I can slide off his trousers and boxer shorts; his big hard dick now fully erect was glistening at the head with pre-cum. "Wow. You're Big!" He blushes, "Do you wanna put it in your mouth?" Without saying anything I take his full length in my mouth, feeling it push into my tonsils at the back of my throat. It was the feeling of me pleasuring him and I love every second. I bob my head up and down on his cock taking him as far in. I felt so depraved, on my knees before the black stud, completely submissive, his bitch. I desperately wanted to touch myself. He pulled me to my feet, then spun me around before pinning me against the wall. I was completely powerless against him, overmatched by his strength. I momentarily flirted with the idea of fighting him, just to give him the chance to put me firmly in my place. The thought turned me on but before I could act, he spanked me, HARD. My ass stung from his blows, but the pain. Using her right hand to hold up her dress she reached down with her left and started to push her knickers down her legs. Slowly they went down until they reached her knees. There she left them and she stood back upright to present herself to him. He stared longingly at the triangular shaped patch of rather neat pubic hair that covered her vagina. His mouth became dry with intense sexual arousal as he pictured himself touching it with his hand. "T-Turn around," he again stammered from a.