Aur boli pure kapde kyu. To maine kaha ki tumhare kapde gande hojayenge. Fir Riya ne bhi usko samjhaya aur woh man gayi. Maine uski peeth pe halki hal...i massage di usko accha laga aur relief milne laga.Woh boli, “Sumit tumhare haatho mein to jaadu hai.” Fir maine apna haath aage ki taraf halka sa badhaya. Woh sharmane lagi to Riya ne kaha, “Kalpana sharmao mat sab normal hai. Tumhe accha lagega.” Maine uske boobs ki massage shuru ki.Woh halki halki siskiya leni shuru ho gayi. Fir maine usko. Not specifically black men but basically any nationality other than ours. It was just a little more spice and fun to our growing sexual fantasies and I had no objection at all to watching her fuck anyone. In the 6 months since she screwed her Sudanese tenants son she had managed to pick up an English tourist at a nightclub and sample his cock but other than that there had not been any other opportunities. Thankfully she hadn't gone exclusive with her new idea and was just as keen to fuck the. What will they want to do?”“Ooohh god, Brock honey … you know.”He flipped the lever that turned the shower off, but water was still flowing into the tub.“Turn so I can see. Keep playing, Willow love.”My wife’s eyes were on him as she continued to masturbate.“Use one hand to pull the suit aside, honey. We all want to see what you’re doing.”I was mesmerized and didn’t notice the Painful Welt, but I did hear his shorts hit the floor. My quick glance revealed that he wasn’t wearing underwear, that. Back to drinking water I guess.My cell phone rang shortly after we got to my house. It was Stan. He asked me if I could talk. I told him I could and asked if he was still coming.He told me he would be here at six thirty.I asked him to hold for a second and I covered the mouthpiece. I asked Stacy if she wanted to meet my new boyfriend and maybe have a threesome. She didn’t even hesitate. She nodded her head vigorously.I asked Stan if he had seen the pictures of the cute redhead on the website.