All the girls came outside, and brought Davey to play. I walked next door and borrowed the neighbor's tractor and disk to fix Momma's garden spot. He ...aid, "I had heard you were dead."I answered, "Not hardly, I just moved out of the country. I have a wonderful family. I have one son and another daughter on the way. We came back to be here for Momma's funeral. She isn't sick enough to die, so I am fixing up her garden. She just needs something to do since Daddy is dead and I am gone. I am going. .My wife is a typical Indian beauty, slightly wheatish , has a great ass and her figure is 40-32-38….so as you can imagine she does get a lot of stare at her boobs of which she is always proud…She likes to bend over some times when she is in a market so that people around her can see her big boob….and yep everyone does….always makes me horny too…. I like to see my wife being used by the poorest, ugly and people who can’t have someone like my wife by any means…above their standard….This incident. I lift my hips a little and she pulls down my pants and underwear to mid-thigh. "Nice!" She exclaims as she grabs hold of my enlarging cock. And she nibbles on my ear as she lightly strokes me a couple of time and she whispers "I want to taste you..."As she slides her lips over my cock, the warmth of her mouth overwhelms me. As she pulls back up, she sucks - strongly and her tongue goes crazy flicking all over the tip of my cock. She is sucking and flicking her tongue so hard that it almost. Mombie was a big ebony woman with an almost perfect round belly and 34DD, her ass was large but not fat, it was round on both cheeks giving it a nice jiggle to it. Her hair is dark matter black, long and flowing had she not braided it. She wore her regular Royal outfit of a black lace battle corset made from the scales of a shadow dragon and of course the queens thong for breathing room. She wore black lipstick and eyeliner with shiny black latex boots on her succulent feet. Her delicate hands.