Her heels were higher, her breasts bouncing free. She had sculpted her black pubic hair on her pudenda into a lightning bolt zapping at her shaved pus...y. Her nipples had gold rings pierced through them. Her makeup was vibrant, her black hair falling in lush waves. She had a naughty smile as she walked.A creamy gleam shone on her inner thighs.I closed the app.“—worry me...” My wife's words trailed off. She gasped, jumping at me and grabbing my right arm. She let out a squeak, drawing the naked. “Katie, help hold onto your tits. Push them together for Thomas.” Alan ordered. When I did he then said, “Good job Katie. Look at how much pleasure you are giving Thomas. How do her tits feel?”“Man I could fuck Katie’s tits everyday. Maybe I will blow my load all over them and watch her lick it up.” He laughed, as did Alan. Now he turned my head and shoved his cock into my mouth. I tried to suck his cock but I was too busy watching this black man have sex with my boobs. I started to moan with. ‘I’ve always said I would help you out with anything you needed, Sis. I meant it.’ I went inside, with her following close behind. She stopped me in the front hall and started feeling my body up and down; I could hear her practically panting. I kicked off my sneakers and took off my t-shirt; I could tell that smelled slightly of the stuff we were working with. ‘Lets get in the shower,’ I suggested. Before we started for the bathroom, however, Sis grabbed my face and forcefully tongue-kissed me.. I glanced back at my wife.She was utterly oblivious to me, staring straight ahead at the screen. I could only make her out when the light on the cinema screen grew brighter, so she flickered in and out of clear view. She looked stunning especially when the light reflected onto her shoulder length honey blonde hair. Tonight she'd parted it just off centre and curled it into her neck. It looked pretty good. It was a classy look.I turned my attention back to the task in hand. I'd got past the.