I stopped at the side of the road beside her. I was so nervous it took me a few moments to figure out how to press the button to get the windows down....Eventually I found it and the window went down. She sauntered over and leaned in the window. Her cleavage was literally inches from my face. I could barely keep my eyes off it. She had gigantic boobs and her top really made them zing. Pushed together and hoisted upward, they were the epitome of perfection. Her long dark hair fell beside her face. Very different from Tracey’s, whose outer lips totally conceal the inner lips until the are separated. Tracey sat on the floor beside me, watching intently as I began to enjoy the delicious flavour and aroma of her girlfriend, slowly using the tip of my tongue to travel from her arsehole to her cunt and then running it between the outer and inner lips on each side to the clit. I could feel Tracey’s breath on my face as I repeated this until Cathy was so tense I could see the muscles in her. There is little that is as relaxing as having a leisurely dinner with friends, a few glasses of wine and being able to sit outside in the warm summers evening, especially coming from the chill, rain damped nights in Dublin. After they left citing babysitters and work responsibilities I strolled back towards my hotel, stopping in a bar for a couple of slow drinks, enjoying watching all the people pass and the other customers flirt with each other. Soon I'd had enough though and I walked the. But I could not resist to that hooded black man’s wishes…I looked down at my loving helpless husband and he watched as the black man toyed with my sloppy pussy. His cock was almost eleven inches and as thick as my own forearm. He smacked at my swollen clit with his heavy stick, making me cry in surprise and pain. Then he slid the tip up the length of my slit, depositing his thick precum over my red pussy lips. "You want it, bitch… I know you want my big black cock…”He said, as he was smiling.