Not a hair out of place and crisp looking clothing. I asked if she was fine… She smiled and dropped her purse on the coffee table and sat down on th... couch. She crossed her legs and leaned back. Ana then told me she had been fisted. I sat down and asked her to tell me about it. My sweet wife told me she had arrived to Jerome`s apartment, but they were not alone as she thought it would be. Two of his black mates were there waiting for her…She said that all three black men took turns having rough. After a long day of handling business went ate dinner at the five star restaurants that was inside the Double Tree Hotel. Later that night after the both of us had taken showers Tamika said that it had been a long time since she had been alone with a man. The tee shirt she had on could not cover her huge black ass, she had some smooth caramel thighs, and I could see her nipple poking out of her shirt. I tried my best to act as if I did not notice her. I was setting at the table sending emails. Two minutes later a young guy appeared at the door and Mrs O beckoned him over and pulled out a chair. He sat down and Mrs O introduced him as Ben. He looked ridiculously young (he was 22) but seemed to be a really nice bloke and we all got on very well. I was loving the way he was ogling Mrs O and she was at her sexy best, teasing him with little glimpses of flesh and resting her hand high on his thigh almost touching his crotch. As the night wore on she asked if he was going to come back to. " Hi there," I answered."Michelle, this is Roger from school, the cars are his. Roger this is The Brat, otherwise allegedly my younger sister Michelle or Shelly or Belly Button Breath or Sme..." He deliberately paused."Enough!" Michelle cried out. "I'll tell Dad you are picking on me. Where's Kyra?" You love it Brat. She's gone where all the good girls go. You know where that is don't you?" No." Oh, so you're not a good girl then. Maybe I should tell Dad that you admitted you weren't.