Almost immediately my wife started to spot that certain guys had begun to go out of their way to slowly walk back and forth a few times right in front...of her. Usually they were shamefully pretending to be just scouring the airport for something. But in reality, they were being rather unmistakably obvious about currently trying to see right up her skirt. Later my wife told me she was a little amused by the fact that most guys were basically really taking their time walking past her, lingering. I found myself driving to the keysIt's about 90 minutes from Miami to the keys, it took me some time to find her place, it was very secludedI drove into the place, a modest sized house with a dock in the back yyardI rang the door bell, I saw the curtains move in the second floorA minute later she answered the door wearing a man's shirtGina is 5'&" 115 lbs, long dark hair and a beautiful tan.l I wasn't sure if she had naything on under the shirt"Come in Mr. Simmons" Can I call you Robert or. " he winked.He led me to the living room and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, then pulled them down to my knees. With a big push from him, I fell backward, my butt landing on the couch. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for him to get onto his knees and grab hold of my cock. When it finally happened and he stroked me, my world stopped and all other thoughts left my head - my big head, that is. I then learned getting head felt better than my own handjob - a whole lot better. I lost my. He was a huge black guy and smiled as he worked on Anita`s skin, as he watched me fingering my wife, getting her to the verge of an orgasm…Two black guys entered the tattoo parlor just as we were finishing up. Both were young and muscled. I felt my wife almost came in my fingers as she saw those dark skinned men.Before I could say any word, my sexy wife asked them if they wanted their dicks sucked by a white married bitch.Both young men could not believe their luck; as the smiled at me and took.