I don't know how long I rolled around. I couldn't sleep. I curled up, I was sweating, scared. Body. Blood. ****. Whore. Bitch. Skank. Tears were formi...g. Get out of my head! I felt so alone.I hesitated a first but finally spoke. "Mom? Mom, are you awake?" Yes honey." Mom... I can't sleep, I'm scared. Can I... can I hold you?"She pulled me on top of her and hugged me. "Of course honey. You can hold me whenever you want."The warmth and touch of her body made me feel safer. She softly caressed my. When he thanked Obali for sleeping with the woman of his dreams, his wife, Meghan, he had meant it. Was there something wrong with him? There had to be. Otherwise, why would he want this big black man to get on top of the woman he loved so much, and plunge his thick black cock deep inside of her? To hear Meghan moan Obali’s name instead of his.But the way his penis almost crushed the confines of its plastic prison when he thought of Obali on top of Meghan, it was more than clear that was. Post sessions I would sometimes ring James and thank him for fucking my wife's brains out, we would talk about her in such erotic ways, I would tell James that he left her very sore but happy, "well then she should be off limits for the next few days but when she gets better bring her back for more", was his reply. Hearing James lay it on the line to me, "she's the best fuck I've ever had, I love the way she sucks me off and I simply adore licking her out. From initial jealousy from men staring. The other guy came in a minute later but we never exchanged pleasantries or even a glance. I stripped off my sports stuff, as did my neighbor. I stole a look over at him, as you do, and was surprised to see a semi erect cock! I couldn't take my eyes off it and I knew he knew I was looking! He turned to the side and his cock was now fully erect and jutting out like a flagpole.Now I'm totally straight with a decent sex life with my wife, but the sight of his cock got me strangely aroused. I felt.