Vo akasr new new dresses puchse karti rahi hai kahna ka matab daily se shoping jati rahti hai. Kafi costy dreses lena uski adat hai bus top ho vo. Mer... friend ke ghar me par friend ke pass paiso ke kami hai islye dresses na le pati vo.Ek din vo market ja rahi the market me use ek lady mili jo kafi thk the us lady se usne bat ke meri frind ka figure kafi acaha hai koi bhi lund dhke use pe fida hojye.Us lady ko meri friend kafi pasand agai.Usne bate unki dosti me badlgai. Meri fruiend us lady ke. “You said you would let me out of here now. Please, open the door.”He smiled and looked down at his wife. Her big brown eyes were hopeful and unsure. Her face covered in his cum, branding her as his woman, his whore, his love slave. She never looked lovelier than she did then in her knees with her tits out, cum dripping from her jaw and onto her tits. “I said I would untie you and open the door.” He clarified with a devilish grin while he untied her wrists. Emily stood and quickly massaged her. This girl seriously liked getting her salad tossed.Dylan finally let go of my hair and slumped limply on the kitchen table, panting to catch her breath.I was standing up and rubbing my knees when my wife swung back into the kitchen. She was carrying a basket of laundry.“So? How was it?”“Awesome,” I gasped.“I was talking to Dylan silly,” she rolled her eyes. “Well?”Dylan brushed away some of the blonde hair that had fallen out of her ponytail onto her face and looked up. “You are seriously. I think that secretly I knew if I gave in, that I would have a hard time turning back. Fortunately that hasn't been the case. I have indulged in my craving, and yet not given into the traditional "cuckold" lifestyle where I reject my husband. Our sex life was as passionate as ever, and even enhanced by my love for black men. This has been mainly due to the fact that Dave is very dominant. I think I have discovered that my desire is to be dominated in the bedroom and very few white men can do.