”“Yeah, I know how you like all the sordid details. Like you said, nothing’s changed since high school.”“Nah, it’s nice to know what’s g...ing on with everyone. Like, for example, your pocket rocket girlfriend isn’t going to be meeting you in Hamburg.”“I’m sure I don’t know who you are talking about,” I said innocently.“How many Olympic diving hopefuls were you boning, man? Rachel didn’t make it out of finals. Her timing was a bit off in the qualifier but she was still in with a chance. Just. “Oh, fuck, I’m going to hell,” he said.And he groaned as the cock disappeared into her mouth.He ran his fingers through her ponytailed hair over and over while she sucked. She let out a lot of saliva onto his cock and slurped on it.When it was hard enough for her, she stood up, pulled off her scrunchie letting her hair fall to her shoulders and then straddled him.“Jumpin’ Jeeeeeesus,” he groaned as she slowly slid his cock into her.She put her arms around him and hugged him, putting her lips to. I understood then that black man in his forties was a high ranking member of the gang who controlled this local territory. The two other men were his body guards…I saw Jamal was leaning on my wife; but he was looking at the gang leader. He appeared to be giving Ana some instructions. The gang leader sat down on sofa to socialize. It was then that my wife moved and approached that black man. Ana’s breasts bounced and her hips swiveled as she walked and everyone started looking at her as she got. Underneath a boy.I suppose this was the point where the male part of me should have beencringing in shame - but the afterglow of those two hyper-intense orgasmsjust dominated me. And too, there was that strange sense ofsatisfaction...of knowing how my body could appeal to guys. I waspleased to note that despite the pretty Stephanie sitting in the middleof the room with her own skirt hiked up and a hand snaking into herunderwear, the boys were not looking at her. They were looking at me.I.