Instead he had me grind my pussy on it until I had the most intenseorgasm. He kept telling me “that’s it sweetie! You slid that cute littlebaby pu...sy back and forth on my big black dick until you feel real good”,while the other guys smoked a joint and cheered me on. All this time I wasjust letting the black boys get off on me and had no idea how amazing itfelt to get off on them, which I actually did two more times that night!They guys had a little blow-job circle and Lance and Phil. Nicky could clearly see my pussy was dripping wet. He wasted no time and drove his hard cock deep in my wet pussy. I don’t think it would have been possible to get it all in on the first thrust if I had not cum from Corrine eating me. Damn was my pussy stuffed.Nicky was thrusting fast and hard, hitting my cervix causing some minor pain but the overwhelming pleasure easily masked that. Damn, I thought Stanley had a big cock, but Nicky was even bigger.My head was flailing from side to side and I. Apparently, they had received a call on the way down to Devon that the hotel had developed a fire and everything was cancelled, so had returned home. I panicked. But as I tried to release myself the loops tightened and I couldn’t get the ropes off, so I was now actually helpless. I struggled and wriggled, but in vain. My wife called out for me, but being gagged I couldn’t answer. Eventually, I heard her coming up the stairs and into the room. I was terrified. She had a look of horror on her. ”“That’s not necessarily a bad thing.”I shook my head. “It is when I can conceive of a proper definition for ‘My Wife’ and yet have a hard time fitting Adrienne into it.”Dawn raised both eyebrows. “Sounds more like you need to adjust your definition for ‘Wife’ than try to adjust Adrienne.”“I don’t disagree. All four of us have talked for a long time about me trying to push too fast to settle down and get married to some imaginary cardboard cutout wife with an empty face that I’d fill in with.