My wife Donna wanted to have a baby. She stopped taking the pill and would try to get me to fuck her as much as possible. The problem is that I was co...stantly beating off, so when I did fuck her, there wasn't much semen coming out. Initially, I was having trouble getting it up, but since she knew what sickness turned me on, she would talk about black men all the time. She would see them on TV and comment how hot they were and would wonder aloud about the size of their cocks. This would get me. The best things come in threes. I lie back on the bed and he kneels in front of me, bends down slightly and lifts my legs behind his shoulders. He slides his tongue into me and he starts to eat me out, moaning every few seconds, enjoying this just as much as me. Next, he runs his mouth up and down my slit, sucking my clit and then repeating, keeping a steady rhythm, giving me exactly what I want. He’s eaten my pussy dozens of times, he knows every contour, every dip and groove. Nothing is off. " We held hands on the way to lunch, and we were both beginning to get stiff. We grabbed our food and sat down next to each other. When we finished eating Art looked at me."I have an idea," he said, and began stroking my cock. Soon we were lost to the world as our only focus became the pleasure we were giving one another. Art grimace as I sped up. I began panting as the pleasure overwhelmed me. Soon I spurted, covering Art's crotch and thighs with my semen. He came too, and we kissed once more,. Their art becoming both prurient and personal, their private acts incorporated into public performances, the caveat was that those who viewed them would be a very select few.The exclusive access was restricted to only extremely wealthy people patrons of refined works (and their special guests). Mostly those who were dedicated to the cause of 'le femme avec femme', though some males were also willing to pay for the privilege of being in the audience. Not coincidently, "Le Femme Avec Femme" was.