But I couldn’t control my nipples. They were poking out through my dress, making my arousal obvious to all who passed, especially to Alan, the cause...of it, and to my husband, who looked like he was enjoying every second of my discomfort. I had never wanted anything so badly as I wanted that man in my bed! Just once. What would it hurt?I knew what it would hurt. It couldn’t be just once. It could very likely destroy my wonderful marriage. My emotions were drowning me. I had to get out of there.. Samantha grunted and moaned as the black man dominated her pussy. I listened to the slapping sound of him fucking her while she moaned with an orgasm. I fingered my pussy as I watched her getting a good hard fuck."Take that fucking black cock you little whore!" He saidI watched Samantha jerked her hips as she ground her pussy on the massive cock.After a while Samantha had another orgasm and I could tell the man was about to cum."You two slurs get on your knees! It's time to paint those faces. “He had been at the last few events, and let me tell you, every woman here wants him. He has a huge cock, and there is nothing like an older milf getting the chance to take on a young man like him. At the last event two months ago, Chris fucked this one wife so hard in front of all of us. My cock still gets extremely hard today just thinking about it. He pounded that wife right in front of her husband for a good twenty minutes. I had never seen a woman orgasm as hard as she did that night.” . When Clint looked her way, she mouthed the words, ‘THANK YOU.’ The look he gave back almost took her breath. His eyes seemed to be able to touch her, because every part of her body tingled in response, which, evidently, he knew. He grinned widely and winked at her. That wink helped to reaffirm her decision to avoid men like Clinton Davis. Mentally, she told herself, he doesn’t affect me. Too bad her body wasn’t on the same page as her mind. Quickly, she made her way to her desk. Once she was.