I miss her lift, I take the next one down to the car park, the lift doors open and she's there. We walk to her car and get in, I can hear her breathin..., she grabs my hand and places it between her legs, telling me to feel her - she's fucking soaking - "it'll have to be yours" she tells me - she drives, I direct, the tension in the car is incredible, I'm asking her what she wants and she's telling me that I have to treat her like a slut, to use her anyway I see fit and then to send her home to. My wife was french kissing a hard black cock.But something was wrong with this picture. I see a completely naked excited black man in front of my fully clothed wife. I had to get this moving along or my wife would tease him half the night.I went up to my wife. With her facing Jay I removed her dress. Jay dick looked like a dog wagging it tail being so excited seeing my wife naked body. Beth pushed Jay onto a chair. She slowly danced around him rubbing her body onto his. She climbs into his lap. In the lonely sanctuary of an end stall, Stan pulled out his cock and jerked off furiously, splashing into the bowl and staining the seat itself. He was man enough to clean up the seat after himself, but although his dick went flaccid when he was done, seeing Mia still on stage when he exited the bathroom got him stiff again almost instantly. He snatched up a flyer for the band, which listed the members, and headed home to continue fucking Mia in his head. Stan had many fantasies about Mia. "Fuck, what am I doing?" I yanked my hand out and sat back in the chair, looking straight forward with my hands on the arms. On the screen, in HD, my lovely daughter diddled herself, rubbing up and down slowly on her clit. I could tell she pushed one finger inside. Her hand want flat against her body and she let out a little whimper. I couldn't deny a growing curiosity about what she looked like underneath her panties. Her other hand went up her shirt and she seemed to tweak a nipple as she.