" I..." she hesitated, "I sometimes think about you, when I do it." She gave my cock a squeeze. "Now that I know what you're packing, I'm guessing you...ll star in my fantasies a lot more often. I might have to rename my favorite toy after you."I pressed my lips against her shoulder and caressed her tits, gentler now. She fantasized about me!I couldn't resist her any longer, and I slid my hand into her panties. She opened her legs a bit, then carefully lifted them around mine, so she was spread. She profusely thanked me and went on.A couple of days after this incident, my parents had to leave for a relative’s place. I decided to call Chaya for cooking for both evening and afternoon. She readily agreed. It was nearing the end of my time at home and I had given up on the thought of having sex with her.Now, one day that week, I came early from the office and unlocked the door with the key. I immediately saw my bedroom door ajar and slowly approached to see who was there inside.I was. But there goes college..." You could get grants for college," I said, "and you'd be in a lot better shape than a lot of kids. First, you actually BELONG in college with that mind of yours. Second, you're not juggling a baby or two..." Still scary. By myself." I know what you mean. It's doable, though. Or maybe when you get into college, you get a new set of friends and you might find another who wants to share the rents and things."She was watching me. It occurred that this might just be one of. Her black lover kept on slamming her. The bastard was driving his huge cock in her like he hated her, which caused Anita to grunt wildly with every stroke of that hard cock. The second time she came moaning, he was releasing a huge load in her at the same time. The black guy still pumped her pussy with some long strokes before withdrawing from her abused curvaceous body.Neither one of them had spotted me yet. When my sexy wife caught her breath again, she turned and dropped to her knees to.