“How are things?” she continued. Before I could do anything to stop myself I blurted out“HARD, I mean TENSE, oh I mean, please excuse me I must ...isit the bathroom before we start. Too much coffee!” I finished with trying to make an excuse for my hasty departure.“Ok, we’ll talk later” she said as I hurried away.I burst into the toilet and sat in a cubicle trying to think of anything I could to rid myself of my again bloated cock but nothing worked. I waited until there was no one else in the. " I think it's the forbidden fruit thing. They know they shouldn't but they can't resist the temptation." Have you ever thought about it. I don't mean having you husband watch. I mean just having sex." Maybe once or twice. When I see a white woman with a black man I envision them together." I'd like to introduce you to that. I'll bet you would like it once you tried it. The thrill of seeing your white skin on some black skin." I don't know. That would be cheating on my husband. I don't want to. I opened the door to find the same two young men as before. It wasn't asurprise, I had recognized the email address that responded to my secondCraig's List ad. This time though instead of looks of disappointmentand cocksure smugness, I was greeted with two men high-fiving each otheras if one had just knocked in the other with a game-winning hit."Hi guys, come on in. I'm Danielle."I said in my new, smoldering voice."I'm Steve. He's Bob. And I told you, man, every once in a while, itturns. She kept licking her lips to keep them lubricated.It seemed like an eternity for Brad as he watched his wife waiting to be mounted, wearing only stockings and a garter. Her pussy was swollen and wet as the stranger pulled on his own cock. "Hey man,' he said to Brad."Does she take it in the ass?"Before Brad could get out the word no, Dawn yelled out "Yes, please!" OK then, maybe we'll do ya baby," said the other man kneeling in front of her.Brad watched the stranger spread his wife's cheeks and.