I agreed and we set it up for the following Saturday. I told my wife she didn’t have to go and would probably be bored, she said she wouldn’t be b...red watching two men working hard and having a couple drinks with us. I had pretty much given up on my dreams of a mmf threesome by this time and didn’t bring it up at all to her prior to going to his place.While Saturday finally came and I just put on some “garage” clothes and she wore jeans and t-shirt. She did pack a bag so “I could get cleaned. She was striking, her skin almost translucent, tall, slender, but very feminine. He was hard immediately. He’d heard stories about black women, everyone knew what they were like. Fuck machines, they were, always ready to take on any and all comers. Comers. Heh. He liked the term. He’d be one of the comers and he’d be one she’d never forget.He thought she was alone at first, and despite his momentary satisfaction following his encounter with Lucy he turned slightly with the idea to follow her. .please go slow...you're busting my butt...' Brad just grunted and continued to grind his penis into my aching bung hole. Brad rode me for an hour and a half before he finally shot his load of man spunk into my butt. Brad was laying on my back breathing deeply as the door bell rung, Brad pulled his semi rigid penis from my bung and slapped my buttocks saying 'don't move, they want that pussy sloppy band ready to be fucked. Four guys between thirty and fifty came into the bedroom and quickly. She let her eyes wander down over Angelique’s luscious body; covered only by a one-piece black dress with thin straps over her shoulders and hem that stopped halfway down her thighs. Emily studied her breasts a little too long and noticed that as she moved, they wobbled effortlessly under the garment.“Now who’s got something on their mind?” asked Angelique.Emily broke out of her stare to look into her eyes. She smiled.“I don’t think you’re my type,” she said, clamping her lips tightly together.