"Your wife has become a slut for black cock," she replied simply. "I love it, and will be getting as much as I can from now on." We sat down and order...d a drink, and shortly after Tony joined us. Getting straight down to business, he explained that he and Alex had discussed my sex life, and come up with an agreement we could both sign so that I at least got to have some sex with my own wife. He handed me a sheet of paper. It read: Alex agrees to:- Allow her husband Michael to have sex with her. Then it was back outside and moving sod, keeping the grounds looking pretty. By quitting time, I looked a mess while Mr. Grisham seemed as fresh as when I first met him. When asked how he managed to not break a sweat while I was out of breath, he said, “I work smart, not hard.” and gave me a cheeky grin.I thought working smart was not working at all since I had to do the manual labor while he supervised. I was a whipped puppy riding in that cart back to the facility. But, it sure beat staring. I lie down and take her lips gently into my mouth. I place my hands around her thighs as she bends her legs back. She then places one of her legs over my back and pulls the other up to her chest.Her taste is sweet and intoxicating she is delicious. I push my tongue inside and close my mouth around her pussy and start to suck on her clit. It causes her to hiss and pull at the hair on my head once again. She encourages me to continue but she does not have to her pleasure is my pleasure. Her. When intermission hit, I wasn’t able to hold back very long and excused myself to go to the men’s room to try to get my cock more comfortable in its textile captivity. I also figured that, away from all of these external stimuli, I might not come on myself too soon. Not watching my twins play tonsil hockey had to help with this cause, right? I didn’t count on Sarah Weiss joining me in the men’s room stall and bending over. She was hungry and it wasn’t for a meal.“Sarah ... here? Now?” I asked.