So, I had seen my wife naked with other men before. I had seen her sit on other men's laps before, too. She likes facing me when she sits on other men...s laps like that. She wants me to see it all when she lowers herself down on another man's hard cock. She likes how hot it makes me.But this time it was different. Alan, the horny black stud sitting in the chair beneath my naked wife, fingering and fondling her ass, wasn't the only black stud in the room. His cousin, Devon was standing right. The waves of pleasure paralyzing me, feeding my deepesthungers. I threw my head back and my hands quickly grabbed his as ifpleading for him to stop. He did, but not before sliding his free handbetween my legs and caressing my little boy's clit. I almost came atthat exact moment and somehow found the strength to push him away."Wait..." I huffed, hanging my head and rubbing the goose bumps on mythighs. "I... I can't...", and I couldn't speak.Again I could feel him staring at me and without. Maine kaha-thik hai eaise dale rahunga kuch nahi karunga aur uske boobs dabane laga aur kiss karne laga. Thodi der baad uska dard kam huya aur wo bhi kiss karne lagi badi jor-jor se to main bhi apna lund hilane laga fir wo bhi apni gand uthha ke saath dene lagi,maine uski chut ki taraf sdekha to khoon nokal raha tha jo ki uski jhilli fatne se nikalta hai, maine uski parwah kiye bina lund ki speed bada di aur wo bhi sath de rahi thi aur aaaaah iiiiiiiiihhh haaa uuuuh cccccccccceeeeee ah aur. Oh hell, how much do I want to get a degree anyway, I thought? It had been three weeks since Amber had shut me down and I hadn’t said a word to her since. I found her sitting on the tail gate of my truck with a couple of large coffees, obviously she was waiting for me.I couldn’t avoid her this time, not unless I wanted to leave my truck and walk back to my apartment. ‘Hi J.T. care for coffee?’ That was her opening line. ‘I listened to some of your debate in Econ and thought you could probably.