Three fingers at a time. Neelu was movingthree fingers of her left hand fucking her pussy while her right hand wassqueazing her breasts with the Brass...ere cloth. She was imagining what hadhappened in the afternoon. The Negro was squeazing her brassiere cups in the samefashion. The very thought gave created more power in her hand and she startedsqueazing her breasts mercilessly as if it was not She but the Negro who wassqueazing her breasts uuuuughhhh ahhhh uffff muuaaa aaaaammaiiii ishhhhh. ”But the idea of toys made me wonder. I said: “Can I see the toys?”He smiled and said: “Sure that’s no problem and the ties to your arms and legs are covered with fur so they leave no marks. I’ll show you them too. We wouldn’t do it today there’s not enough time. But maybe the next time you come here we can start and I can go slowly and you can always tell me if you like it or not. If you don’t like something we will stop and change things to something else.”I felt his cock growing harder and. I turned around and took his finger in my mouth licking it, it stank a little but I loved the naughtiness of it, the taboo. He knew then that I was horny; we could both smell the wetness from my pussy and last night's leftover sperm inside it. After cleaning his finger I got up and moved to my dresser. It was the week before my period and my pussy needed to get fucked; it leaked that pungent sweet smell that attracts men so much. I was leaking horny as I gathered my bathing suit, my white. I was married at twenty years old and within six months I sucked my first ever cock of a married white guy unto completion, meaning he Came in my mouth and I swallowed ever drop. Them a few months later I was fucked for the first time by a black guy and also took all that cum in my mouth. I am not Gay but do admire the courage of Gay guys who come out and don't give a fuck. I am what I like to call a married guys sympathizer. I understand the handups that comes with relationships with.