She said she arched her back and guided him in her. You can imagine how hard I was my wife telling me about putting a black man's cock probably 3 time... as big as mine in her pussy. He told her nothing turned him on more than putting his black cock in a married white woman. He told her to lay her left hand on her stomach so he could see her wedding ring while his black cock was going in her. She said she was looking down seeing that huge black cock going in her and had her first orgasm as soon. Miranda gritted her teeth, an unpleasant feeling of dread filling her as the footsteps drew nearer. "Go away, go away," she chanted under her breath, willing the phone to be for someone else, but the quiet, polite knock at her door might as well have been a sonic boom."Miri?" came a half familiar voice who's tone seemed distracted, "You up yet? You've got a call from some guy named Dave."'Dave?' Miranda pondered inwardly, running through the list of no less than eight Dave's she met in her. I wouldn't fuck her if she begged me.On Monday I got blindsided in practice and Coach Sterling took me aside to tell me to get with it.On Tuesday it happened again. I was picturing Ann begging me to fuck her when Scotty Epperson knocked me off my feet. Scotty was a small guard who only got to play when we needed someone to fill in. He was a cocky kid, always bragging about making varsity as a sophomore. He got my attention when he knocked me on my butt. I got up and was trying to make him. I closed my eyes, imagining it was someone else, and it was even more exciting. I found I put my hand, outside the dress, over his, holding him to me. "Well, would it be OK with you if I let him touch me like that?" "Yes, I want him to play with your tits." Now he was cupping and fondling my breast. My nipple was so tight, and I could feel myself getting wet. Another couple of minutes passed. "If you were he, I'd tell you I was getting very excited. Would it be all right with you if I did.