I... I just..." Honey," interjected Christy, "if there are things you'd rather not talk about..." No, I want to tell you. You have a right to know abo...t me." No one has a right to know anything you don't want them to," counseled the beautiful black wife."You both have been so wonderful I feel as if I could tell you anything."And for the next few minutes Marianne related her life with her parents, her father's repeated rapes, her marriage to Cornelius and his perversions, his death, her life as. It was a pleasure to give her pleasure.”Then Kimberly asked, “Can I be next?”My wife laughed and said, “Sure honey, you can be next but first let Daddy put Laurie on the couch where she will be more comfortable.”Shortly I was fingering Kimberly’s pussy until my wife pushed my hand away again, then I got the upper half. Kimberly was no where near as good a kisser, her breath smelled highly of beer, and her breasts did not react as strongly to my fondling. She was clearly more juvenile than her. 1 of the lads said wait and we will move so you 2 can have that side of the sauna,,cheers lads that's kind of you. so when she sat down she sat with her legs open so they could read her lips i whispered to her stop teasing, we both laughed a little and then just sat back relaxing. the lads were sat there with there towels on and talking to 1 another when 1 of them let his towel slip he had nothing on under his towel and it appeared a cock to die for it was huge on the slack, he said sorry mate. She was proud of her body and had a right to be.She still liked to dress to excite men. Her breast had begun to droop ever so slightly and her hips were a little wider than they were 20 years ago, but her body still excited men... and she encouraged that excitment. She always wore skirts that fell half-way to her knees so that her legs could be seen and admired, and blouses that showed off the cleavage enhanced by the exciting bras she prefered. Yes, she wanted men to be interested in her body..