And I think I kind of like it. I like teasing him a little bit I must admit. He's soft-spoken, handsome, and very polite. The other day, I walked into...the kitchen wearing just a tank top and some old panties and he dropped his coffee on the floor. I giggled as he fumbled at attempting to explain himself. It's even helped me get extra money to go shopping. I wear something cute around him and ask him for some money and he just hands me his credit card. I guess my sorority sisters were right.I. Small fans swirling the air and minimal lighting completed the illusion.Looking over at my girlfriend, Robin Howell, I couldn't help but think back to last night. Part of my problem was that Robin was my first real girlfriend, and I was trying to be careful with her feelings. I had gone on dates in high school and done some making out just like everybody else, but there had not been one girl that had grabbed my interest like Robin had. I do mean grabbed too, she had refused to take a no until I. He had never yet felt a woman that wet, his fingers becoming instantly coated in her juices. He moved his finger along her slit, grazing her clit slightly and making her shudder in his arms. She pushed him onto his back, climbing on top of him, moving up so that her pussy was over his mouth. She lowered herself onto his mouth and he tasted a woman for the first time. He was amazed by how good she tasted, her juices running from her soaking pussy onto his tongue. He started licking her. It wasnt long before all three of the guys joined them at their table. After a few drinks and some chatting the guys all agreed that they would love to fuck his wife for him. That sentence was all they needed to hear and gathered up and walked out. They headed to the closest hotel and got a room. Once in the room her husband took a seat in the corner and told the big black men to have their way with her. One of them started to undress her and squeeze her ass and tits. Once they had her fully.