Which she did all over her stomach and tits and I helped her rub it in taking special not on her tits to rub some on her nipple , to which she gavea l...ttle jump. after we did that we just layed together in each others arms and fell asleep both of us still naked. at one point in the middle of the night I woke up and my arm was over her side on her stomac so I deciced I wanted to feel her pussy and started to slide my had down I gotto teh top of her pubes ( which felt nice , ) when I felt her. As she was leaving a thought flashed thru my mind that she might be up to some mischief.So I decided to follow her as she went right passed the bathroom to the back door. I quickly made my way to the back door and saw her walking into the storage room at the back of this big house she entered the room and quickly closed the door behind her. I rushed to the store room but could not see any thing. The lights were on but nothing was visible. So I walked towards the back of the store room and found. I found the whole idea hugely exciting. In fact, though my wife didn't know this, I had frequently masturbated, late at night, after my wife and gone to her separate bedroom, to the whole idea of that young, handsome black guy fucking that young white girl across the street (and with her own husband's apparent complicity)!In fact, I found the idea of my own wife being fucked by that same young black guy hugely erotic! I often stayed up quite late watching on-line porn (interracial porn. With his attention turned inwards, he didn't notice anything around him. He didn't notice the body guards walk past on their way to the pond. He hadn't noticed that Ken had stopped and watched him for a minute before heading into the house.When he did look around, it was as if he were looking at the world through frosted glass. The trees, lawn, house, and animals looked flat and lifeless. The problem was that it wasn't a visual flatness. It was like being suddenly deaf, but he could still hear..