She is kissing my toes. my body tempture is rasing up,i bent my knee she kept my knee between her thighs its so soft theigh that i feel.for few second... we enjoyed like that. then decide to make this night a memerble night. we woke up silently,left that place,we came out of that room,some street light focus oh her face now i can see her, i was bit suprise and felt happy that iam getting what i want and we went to store room and i locked the door. i came near her i hugged her tightly,ohh that. We are in our forties. She is average looks, not a model but not bad looking. Nice body I would say. But over the past few years we have talked about fucking other people. We have both agreed that it would fun to watch the other have sex with someone else, neither of us knew how to take it to the next step. So we would pretend and talk about it but it never went any further than that. Then one day after we had sex, my wife, Rhonda, mentioned a man at her work, Gary, had made some comments to. Ain't got it. Why? Some white dude asked for that same shit yesterday? What's goin' on?" Nothin. Just gimme a Bud." Sho' thing, sistah."Latoya hung out at the bar drinking as the evening drew on and the bar started filling up.Sensing someone standing behind her, Latoya slowly swung around on the barstool."Duane!" she shouted"You bitch! I heered yo went home las' night with a white boy! Wha's tha' shit!" It ain't like that Duane! I made that white boy kiss my ass real good! But I didn't fuck. Rubbing her clit always made her wetter and she wanted to feel her hot natural fluid surround her finger. As she began to rub her clit in slow circles, she felt the fluid begin to flow around her finger stuck deep inside her pussy. Not only was the inside of her vagina now coated in her natural juices, her finger was too. She felt her hot fluid coat her finger. Now she could slide her finger in and out more easily. Slowly, in a thrusting movement, she moved her finger in and out. In a rhythm.