If you didn’t like the brand of ketchup they were carrying, too bad, there wasn’t another choice. It was something you learned to live with if you...didn’t want to take a trip into town. For Amber’s benefit, we went down every aisle. She brightened as we shopped. We decided on spaghetti for dinner and she grabbed what we needed. She chose mint chocolate chip as the ice cream. We came to the toiletries aisle and a thought came to me. ‘I’m going to grab a bottle of wine to go with the spaghetti,’. It seemed that all we did was talk we were getting some work done on our house she said that she had a friend who could do it for a good price.We met on a friday afternoon we talked I said that it was a good offer but would have to talk to my wife.he said he could come back that night to talk to us both about it.Oh he was a very large black man about 6.6 and about 280 but not fat n Very big hands.When my wife got home i told her that he was comming back latter that night and this could be the. They would force me to kneel doggie-style on the floor, and would alternate fucking my mouth and my cunt. Matt was especially brutal: He would put his hands on my head in the oral position. He would order me to pout my lips into a tight, moist circle for him to fuck. I did as I was told. Sometimes, he would pump his massive load down my throat, and slap me if I gagged or didn't swallow every drop. Other times, he would yank my head back by his grip on my auburn hair, and shoot his scalding wad. I had to stop for a few seconds when she reached underneath and started playing with my balls. She then turned her eyes on me as she reached even further and slid a finger over my ass hole. I had only had a girl touch my ass hole once and I knew this was going to make me cum. I began fucking her harder and her eyes knew I was about to cum. Her fingers teased my ass as my cock slid deeper and harder inside.I felt my orgasm was coming soon and she began cumming again. She told me she wanted me to.