He was a little taken aback at first, then I think he thought we were full of shit as we told him a story of us sharing a black guy a while back and a...l. He turned in his seat at the bar so that he was sitting sideways, facing my wife and I nudged her in the leg with my knee to kind of turn towards him. In the dimly lit bar, now with few patrons around, she spread her legs a bit wider, turned towards him and pulled her dress up to reveal her freshly shaven pussy. A nice tight tan line showed. " Now Madeline, I didn't mean anything by it. You're a very pretty girl, and Scott is a lucky man."Madeline scowled, but her mom was no longer paying her any attention. She was now folding up the plastic grocery bags and putting them in a drawer to be reused later. Maddy looked down at her body. She realized she was angry, not so much by what her mother said, but because it was true. She had put on a few pounds. In fact, she was up 25 pounds from this time last year and was now pushing close to. I preferred to stay in my room and read books!I must state that growing up in South Africa in those years led to me living a very sheltered life, there was no television broadcaster and we only had a radio to listen to for entertainment. We also had to go to bed at 20h00 every evening.Getting back to my story though, my dad signed me in at the boarding school and left me at admission to fend for myself as he had to return to work.I was very nervous as I had never lived away from home before in. I groaned, loving every second of what she did to me. How she rode me. It was fantastic. Just the best delight in the world. I groaned as she worked her pussy faster and faster on my cock. Her cunt clenched tight about me.“Las’s big dick!” I gasped, savoring what she did to me. “Oh, Gods, that’s good. That’s amazing. Don’t stop. I’m going to cum in you.”She chirped in delight. I felt her lust. Knew what she needed to cum. “Yes, yes, flood my pussy with your cum. Give me your seed!”I had to.