“Fuck my pussy!” My wife moaned. “Fuck me like you said you would!” His black ass was moving like a piston between her creamy white thighs and...he was jamming it balls deep with every thrust. Ana cried and screamed out as orgasm after orgasm overtook her, and I didn’t care who could heard her. Just before he stiffened and flooded her insides with his black seed, he winked at me; “I love white pussies” He said “Your slut wife got a very good one…” She moaned and squirmed when she felt him going. Finally, it was just past one in the morning and we all decided to go to bed so that we could get a relatively early start on the lake. Kim offered to get the coffee maker ready so we wouldn’t have to waste time in the dark hours and with groggy heads.Kim seemed to have lost some of her previous shyness possibly due to the bottle and a half of wine that she had consumed. She left us all sitting there as she got up and went into the kitchen. When she passed between us and the fire, the backlight. They are both at a time of their lives when they want to have babies. They have been looking for the right guy and they think that they have found him.”“Kendi, are they nuts?”“No. They are desperate. They want babies and haven’t found the right guy.”“OK, so what are you telling me?”“That they want to have your babies.”“Kendi! We just went through a whole load of shit because we thought another man had knocked you up. And now you come and tell me that two women want me to father their kids.. But for now just bring me the special.’ I turned back to the kitchen, replacing the pot of coffee before giving the cook his order. Still a bit flustered from the short verbal interaction with this handsome stranger, I found myself filling the sugar containers on the counter. My eyes constantly returned to where he was calmly drinking his coffee, the fine grains scattering as I missed the openings. The sharp ringing of a bell startled me. A steaming plate loaded with meatloaf, mashed potatoes.