.I was a cocksucker...a cocksucker for black cock.As if reading my mind, he asked, "So what would your wife say if she knew the pipe you were really w...rking on?"As he pulled his now completely stiff cock from my mouth I answered, "She'd likely push me out of the way and take it for herself." Has she ever had a black dick before?" He asked."No," I answered, "but her favourite dildo is long and black."As he slid his cock back in my mouth he said, "Poor woman, living vicariously through a lame. Ab hum char log ghar me bache hue the mami din bhar khamush rahi hum tino bhi chup rahe din bhar tension me chala gaya raat ka khana khaya aur mai sone ke liye room me jane lage tabhi mami chillayi ke tu idhar ke kamre me so mere sath aur boli tum dono bhi idhar aao aur kamre bulakar nanga kiya aur tino ke chutad apni side kiya aur hath se chata chat marne lagi tino ke chutad lal kardiye aur seema rima ko bola chinaal randiyon tum apne kamre jao aur sojao aur sam mere pas soyega.Wo dono roti. He turned to my wife, stood in front of her, and kissed her like he did me. She was tugging at his belt, and soon she’d pushed his pants down just past his hips.He was rock hard, and pointing up. She slowly bent over, its entrancing sight too much to ignore, but he stopped her, and slowly pushed her back into me, once again sliding me, driving me fully into her asshole. She gasped as, in one smooth move, he wrapped an arm around her, lifted her knee with the other, and moved in close, pressing. She had a pair of boutique bags with her which Julie saw out of the corner of her eye. Julie had been pampered and preened and gooped and squished and painted and lathered and rinsed and everything she could image. She was anxious to see the results and wondered when this ritual would end. A half hour later, she got her answer. Helena raised her chair to upright and turned her toward the full length mirror. Julie gasped. It took her a few seconds to realize that the image in the mirror was.