” I noticed that Sally put emphasis on the “get dressed” part of her conversation. With the crude slang talk in the background, I could tell s...e was in the company of a number of black men and then as she said she’d have to get dressed, there was laughter and insulting comments in the background, “Tell your little dick husband that he can’t have any pussy because it all belongs to us now! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha!”. Doc and I talked while waiting for Sally to get home and I filled him in about my. He obviously didn’t wanna cuddle and talk at that moment like I’d initially expected we’d be doing…he immediately began stripping my panties off me. I smiled as I stared up into his eyes. He smiled back at me warmly. I reached for his boxer shorts, the only thing he had on, and began to push them down. He pulled my panties off me completely, then followed by pulling his own underwear off and discarding them onto the floor. He was quickly hovering over me again, yanking his t-shirt off of me and. It was white, and backless. The front had a choker style collar. The skirt was full, but fell gracefully. The only jewelry it needed was my gold bracelet and earrings. I would wear my paisley shawl over it. I grabbed a new pair of pantyhose out of my overnight bag, along with my undies and ginger bath gel, shampoo, and conditioner. Returning to my shower, I undressed and stood under the spray. Not letting my mind wonder, I hurriedly showered, and got out. Quickly drying my hair, I let it flow. Ein Traum, aber ich nahm meine Hand wieder weg, da ich das Gefühl hatte, als hätten es jetzt alle gesehen und sie würden mich alle gleichzeitig anstarren und mit ihren Blicken durchbohren. Es war aber nur Einbildung, es hatten wohl doch nur ein paar wenige gesehen. Egal, sollen sie halt. Sie hat ja auch eine geile Muschi, nicht nur super Titten, nein, auch das Möschen ist schön. Auf jeden Fall schlug meine Frau mehrmals die Beine übereinander, mal links, mal rechts und immer so lang geöffnet.