” You open a bottle of fun gel and pour it liberally over me, on my lower belly, cock and sack, massaging and stroking me, squeezing my balls as yo... do. Even though you handle them roughly, my balls are kind of numb, and it doesn’t hurt like it really should. The gel feels cool and soothing, and I relax a little, enjoying the sensation. My cock is rampant and I begin to thrust my hips, fucking your slippery hand. You take me to the brink of orgasm once more, going a little further than. And was very stylishly dressed when she arrived… and hell those shoes she had on must have cost more than everything i arrived wearing put together… has gone from sobbing to sobbing and mumbling words i can not understand… words i am not really interested in hearing… her long… artificially blond hair is in rats tails and her mascara which was obviously not as waterproof as the packaging implied is more than half way down her face and the black smears on the backs of her hands match the. Then I said, “Okay, Daniel, I’ll do some research on the cuckold thing this afternoon, but I still think you;re making up all of this.”After breast feeding my son and folding the rest of the clothes, I had a little free time to investigate the two websites that Daniel gave me. The headline banner on the first site I tried read ‘Black Cocks for Slutty White Wives’. I was shocked looking at the first few, five-minute video clips. They showed white husbands sitting passively on the beds, stroking. I knew I looked good but it wasn’t until I seen myself on the big screen how beautiful and enticing I was. My sleek rounded hips, my supple breasts and ample bottom almost made me forget that the woman on the screen was myself and not a real porn star! Then came the part that made my body quiver, my nipples harden like diamonds and my pussy start to moisten. The camera must have been in the mirror because it was as if I was looking right into the camera but never knew it. I watched as the way.