This black cop seemed a little agitated by her refusal. As he pumped her pussy with his powerful cock she moaned with every thrust. There I was, sitti...g on the side of the bed, playing with my little dick and watching my wife be sexually abused before my very eyes. No more fantasies... and there was no turning back.Casey suddenly froze; her face seemed uneasy of trying to suppress what was approaching. She tried to push him away with her arms, and her soft body tried squirming away under him;. With her arse bare I started to slap it getting harder with each slap, her cheeks getting red, she tried to get me off of her but I was too heavy and I held her arms behind her back while I slapped her arse again. I reached over a grabbed a belt and tied her hands together and then turning her over stuffed her mouth full of a crusty pair of her pants, cum dried and smelly. She looked at me with shock and defiance I slapped her tits a couple of times and sat her up on the bed. She tried to kick. Kyle walked in through the front door "Nice to see you too Natalie." He replied smiling back. Natalie was wearing a blouse and skirt and had her hair tied up in a pony tail so Kyle knew she was on her way to work "Ryan is in the garage if you want him. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen." Natalie told Kyle as she was leaving the house "Ok thanks Natalie." Kyle replied back. Kyle then went to the garage to see Ryan.Natalie is a single mother and raised Ryan all by herself as his father. She had a child-like wonder at American culture - things most people took for granted. Like the McDonalds drive-through and Wal-Mart; to her these places were new, exotic, uniquely American experiences. I enjoyed listening to her perspectives, and introducing her to new things, like TV shows or music. We quickly became friends. But there wasn't much more to it than that. Kriti had a fiancé back home, whom she planned to marry when she graduated. I, myself, had been married for eight years. So,.