Several of those videos have made you quite the wildcat in bed. I saw the way that you looked at the Negro studs between the legs of those willing whi...e wives. It's become more than just a fantasy with you."His wife blushed. She had experienced those dark desires for herself.*******It was several more weeks later after a special dinner out on the town and a couple of glasses of her favorite wine that Maurice brought the subject of a black lover up to his wife again. It must have been the wine. It pained her to think about what she saw. She recognized the longing, but didn't know if she should fulfill it. What could be the long term consequences?Actually, she had decided a year and a half ago, but even she didn't know it. Herb had protested so loudly, and so bitter were his tears, at the mention of the barbershop, that his hair had not been cut since then. Now, it reached his shoulders. He kept it carefully brushed. She had even seen him trying to form it into a ponytail, no; it had. Let's fuck now I said, and we slide into a multi-position session, alternately puling out and eating each other out.As I quickened my stroke I reached over and took one of the remaining 2 glasses of cum and, throwing my head back took it into my mouth and swallowed. I then thrust my tongue into the glass, cleaning every last drop of cum from the sides, like I was cleaning a cum filled cunt hole. Mary's eyes widened and I reached over and poured the remaining glass into her mouth, then I. Marley would have none of that.Jacob Marley-My partner. Alive and well at the time of this story, and as mean as a snake whose been stepped on. Not only was he a skinflint, he was a notorious skirt chaser. Marley couldn't look at a woman in a dress without trying to get into her skirts. As he was quite handsome to the ladies, he was also very successful in that endeavor. And that cost us money. Why? Because we were always having to settle with the tramps after he moved on to his next conquest..