The soft smooth cloth snuggles my penis and scrotum like your gently caressing hand. The thin cloth shows the outline of my semen-filled sack and my e...ection-stiffened shaft in perfect detail. Your panties are so tiny that in the wall mirror of our bedroom I see my purple lust swollen penis head poking high above the top hem up my hairy belly almost as far as my navel. I finger my hard penis through the thin cloth of your panties before I slowly slip them down round my thighs. My erect penis. His head was pounding. He opened his eyes — and blinked — to make sure- it was as black as a tomb. He groaned. Then above the hum of the air conditioner, he heard it — a tapping. All of a sudden light sliced into the gloom. "Morning sir!" called a cheery voice, "I hope I haven't disturbed you, but breakfast is ready in the mess."David groaned again and swung his legs out over the side of the bed. He felt hungover — which was no surprise considering the amount of alcohol he'd consumed the night. I do not need to know what size bra she wears and what style she prefers. I don't need to know that she wears thongs and owns a garter belt. I don't want to know which boys she finds cute and which boys have cute butts. I don't need to know what sort of mascara she uses and what sort of deodorant she likes."You might think she is doing me a favor but I can tell you, she isn't. Look, I deal in facts the same way you deal in equations. You might suspect a company is financially solvent and a. As soon as I let them in the living room, they could hear Anita’s hollering and the sounds of their wild sex.Both guys just laughed nervously and told me to try keeping to keep the noise down so nobody would complain anymore…But, in the background, my sexy wife was screaming out so loud.After the cops were gone, every noise got down in our bedroomSome minutes later, the black man opened the door and he came downstairs, now fully dressed. He thanked me for letting him enjoy my wife’s body. I.