I rocked back against the headboard and just watched their crescendo gradually recede, slowly stroking my cock as it did.Ben rolled back and collapsed...on the other side of the bed; Lynn flopped down, too, which brought her mouth right to my crotch. She was too wasted to do anything right now, but it felt good to have her cheek pressed against my cock and balls.I let her rest for a few minutes. Once I felt I'd satisfied any requirements of chivalry, I got up and moved around behind Lynn. She. And not just any man, she thought, but a Black man. Beyond fantasy, she had never considered the idea of screwing anyone besides her darling husband. And, she certainly had never considered the idea of fucking a Black man. But she knew that many men had fantasies about watching their women fucking other men. She never dreamed her husband was one of these men. He knew his wife, and he knew that to get her to become the naughty girl of his dreams, he was going to. She then burst out laughing and sat on the bed. The half naked guy winked at Jim and told him how lucky he was to have such a hot, kinky wife and sat beside her and began groping her exposed tit and frenching her. They ended up laying back and all Jim saw was clothes flying everywhere and the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing filled his ears. He looked down and seen his little dick sticking out in front of him, tenting the thin nylon material of his pink panties. He started rubbing the head. But she was never legitimately surprised by seeing any until this one.____________________________________________________________________________________________________Those butterflies were fluttering through Steph's entire body in full force at this point, causing the slightest of shakes to her soft hands. Finally approaching with utmost caution, careful not to rustle a single fallen leaf or snap one tiny twig, the 22-year old now stood only a couple of feet before this tanned,.