So first thing first I got on the computerand checked my messages , this is good i got one message , so i decided to read it , well it was from a fema...ebut i dont remember messaging her , but you know who cares. I replied to the message where are you fromand a few minutes later she replied am from east london. This was good as i also lived in east london , so i replied would you like to meet up one day and a few minutes she replied yeah sounds good to me. Wowthat was easy my friend must be. Pussy, ass, mouth, all at the same time. The camera was put down, perhaps on a shelf or higher tripod as it showed the whole bed from a higher angle than before. I then saw who had been filming. A woman stepped into the frame. She was white, with long blond hair and stunningly beautiful. She dropped her clothes revealing what could only be described as a perfect body, including a perfectly shaped ass and tits. The dreadlocked man appeared, pulling her by the arm onto the bed. The woman. If she hadn’t been covered in wax I could have licked her out a treat, maybe that was what was coming. I was just enjoying the thought when I felt something weird against my back. I didn’t know what it was, a sort of pulling as though something was stuck to it then I saw him walking round with a roll of duck tape. Three-time around and we were both securely fixed to each other. Whatever was going to happen to that muff, I was going to get a very good view. My arms were caught up in the tape so. He was standing still, and I was bumping my big ass against his hard penis.Me: O darling! Why don’t you come and join me with a threesome? I want both of you to cum on my face.I could see the bulge my husband was getting on his pants with my dirty talk. He had the strongest urge to jerk off his penis, but he didn’t have the balls (once again!).Shambhu: Stop saying that, honey. Please wear your clothes and come out from there. Why did you even go there?Me: I came here to get fucked by a man.