Coupled with the name in the upper left hand corner, Mrs. Cecilia Gutierrez, I had few clues as to who sent it or where it came from. 2. The Past Reve...led? As I sliced the envelope open, another, smaller, envelope fell out and landed on my lap. Over the flap, in what in my youthful day was called an elegant hand, was this: Please don’t open this envelope until you’ve read my letter. Obeying her request I set it aside and removed the massive letter from it’s white constraint. – Dear reader, I. " Come on over and I swear you will be well fucked..." He sounded serious.He gave me his address and hung up without saying goodbye.I realized that Victor's soccer game would be going late on this night.So I had plenty of time to go there and come back home. I put on a tight short black dress, a tiny thong and high heeled sandals.Fighting the traffic gave me plenty of time to think about what I was doing. I was going to cheat on my loving husband by letting a black stranger to fuck me with his. At this point I felt bad, pushed him, and went back to my floor without even picking the clothes. I cried a little. I wanted to get pregnant but not wanted to give the other joy to him like squeezing boobs, Blowjob etc., I wanted them to be only for my dear husband. I went back to the terrace still he was there not able to grasp the situation. I smiled he smiled back. Then I told him dear shall we play a game. He asked what game? The game of sex. Then I continued. I will let you have sex with. We watched as Allen's black cock took on a glistening wetness from the lubrication produced. Thank God I was turned on, Allen would have ripped my cunt open if not for the lubrication and any of Del's remaining cum. It was even more beautiful, black and glistening like a highly polished piece of ebony. Allen's cockhead never left the soft folds of my cunt. After a few moments, Del reached around me and reached for my clit. It was slightly exposed. Del's skilled hand slightly opened my cuntlips.