A while later I heard some moans and I thought Ana would be watching some porn alone; but I then noticed the unmistakable soft voice of my sensual wif... begging to be fucked harder…I put more attention and heard her pleading to be fucked like the good white married slut she was. That only could mean that her lover was a black man…I slipped out of the bed and quietly moved to the alleyway. I put my ear against the main bedroom’s door and I confirmed that Ana was being fucked by someone else…I. I untie the laces holding her pants together and unzip them a little to put give some space for my hands. I can smell that she is past starting to be aroused as I slip my hands down her back over her sweet ass. It is as if she woke up today knowing we were going to meet. She was wearing a pair of lace panties that came over the hip and made a sharp cut inward letting me feel most of the smoothness she hid under there. As I squeezed it, I felt the most tender and softest ass of all time. "The dress is nice, but you know what?"'What?" she said, licking my Adam's apple."I don't think you need a dress," I said, rubbing the soft flesh of her arms. "I don't think you can improve on perfection." I pulled down one strap and then the other."What are you doing?"She stood motionless. With a tug, the dress fell away from her breasts, exposing the white tit flesh and the coral-pink of her swollen nipples. Her cheeks flushed red."That's more like it," I said.I took each globe and sucked on. But as a parting gift from the worlds first Battlemage he used self created attack, one that I still have no idea what it was, and it turned my hair snow white. It also seems to have extended my life," smiled Wolfgang.Suddenly both Brianna and Aric realized why he referred to Aric as young earlier. For some reason, as crazy as his story sounded, they felt that they could believe him. He was a perfect stranger, and they had no reason to, and yet they still felt he was telling them both the.