Why was I so turned on listening to a black man fucking my wife, I wondered to myself. I got out of bed stoking my erect cock again, it felt good. The...e was a brief pause next door before I heard my wife say, “Yes, put your big black cock in my tight, white pussy. Put it in me…Ooohhh…” With that I left the guest bedroom and headed toward the living room. My wife’s bikini and Todd’s swim trunks were still piled up by the door just as they had been earlier. I found my way to the couch and sat. "Oh, yeah," he said, drawing out the last word to emphasize his satisfaction. "Got him too," he added."I haven't seen a lawyer yet, but I have my own suit to file, you know. I re-read Carrie's contract and there's a morals clause right there in big black letters on the second page. It's not even in the fine print. I don't see how there would not be a clause just like that in Michaels' contract too. That should mean the bank is... uh... liable if they don't enforce their own rules and. ..beautiful." I smiled at her.She pulled the car to the side of the road and looked at me. "Are you nervous for this?"I let out a little laugh. "Maybe a bit."She smiled. "It'll be a lot more enjoyable if you just relax. We don't need to do anything that you don't want to." Alright. That sounds good." So," she said, turning her head slightly. "Do you want to learn how to please a woman?"I stared back at her and nodded.She started the car, and continued driving. "Now, the single most important. “Now what?”“How about if you turned away from me and unfastened your bra so it looks like you are topless?”“Sure.”She turned around and reached back to unfasten her bra. He thought she’d just hold her bra so they covered her tits, instead she dropped it on top of her shorts.She started to turn towards him as he was snapping away. She had her hands over her tits and she was blushing. Her blush extended down her chest almost to her tits. Then she slowly dropped her hands.He was presented with two.