Her skinny black and green glasses and shes typing away."I called you over didnt't I? She asked me not once looking up or galancing at me as she usual...y does. Yeah this is not good."Oh oh" I mumble to myself I didn't like the way she respond."Close the door behind you" she orders finishing typing and placing her keyboard under the top part of the desktop and slightly leaning back on her chair. Her left hand over the rest arm her finger slightly rubbing her chin tucked in as shes looking me. I mean, why not just drive on Embarcadero?Howard Street, First Street, then I-80. Now we were getting somewhere. A few minutes later I merged on 580 heading towards Oakland. Oakland? Wasn't Oakland north of San Francisco? I mean we'd driven through it coming down from Mendocino. Why was I going north when I wanted to go east?I decided that I didn't want to live in San Francisco.I turned off the interstate at the next exit and turned into a gas station. While I was filling the tank I checked the. Then I pictured Sam holding his huge thick black cock and moving behind against Anita’s bare buttocks. He now would insist in asking her if she wanted this brutal black cock up her wet cunt, while he was the thick cockhead up and down her hot soaking wet slit…I imagined the black guy parting those nice pussy lips and pushing forward; entering my sexy wife’s vagina in just a couple of strokes.Anita would scream loud feeling the hard intrusion; but quickly she would also moan in pleasure as the. He kept me in his mouth until I was fully soft and let me slip out of his mouth. Then he sat up and suddenly rolled me over and started licking my ass. Before I knew what was happening he had his very hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. “Is this Ok?” he asked. “I’ve never done it before so go slow” was my reply. Somewhere he got a bottle of lube and spread it all over my ass and then his cock. He slowly pushed his cockhead against my asshole and held it there. He increased his pressure.