And that things were so open, and above board, meant their sacred vows of marriage and trust, for them were still undamaged, which added to the feelin... of things being perfect! Clothing began to be shed, hands roaming to more intimate places, tongues slavering at nipples, necks being chewed, ears nibbled, groans, moans and grunts each sound echoing loudly round the room. Fingers delving into wet crevices, urgent hands gripping hold of stiff tools, more groans. Then that ecstatic bucking ride. I nervously fidgited in Kim's room for a minute or two before working up the courage to walk out and interduce myself. I walked into the hallway and saw a stunning nineteen year old black girl seated on the sofa wearing a tight black spandex top and jogging shorts. She had dark shoulder length waivy hair and her perfect long bare long dark legs were stretched out on the coffee table where she was pushing off her bright white Nike running shoes with her toes. Her back was to me so I took the. She wrapped her leg round his waist and pulled him in , so his big fucker was in her tight little cuntright up to his big hairy balls. His muscly buttocks were clenching as he fucked in and out of her, she'd got hold of her own tits and was really squeezing them, the nipples were SOOOO erect, his sweet little arse pumping it into her, fucking SLAG.I wasn't convinced he'd ever done it before, the way he was doing it, and when I fully interrogated him laterI was to find that it was, indeed, his. I pouted and laughed, Yes I do, I replied. You better get you jacket and helmet on then and lets be off before I change my mind, Chas replied. I slipped the leather motor cycle jacket on and the helmet and we got on the bike. Christ I must of looked like one of them gang sluts you see in hells angle films, as all my legs were visible as I hung on to Chas tight as we sped off. The club was hard to find as it was on the outskirts in a real rough area of the city. After riding around for a while.