After several strokes I pushed a little harder on an in-stroke and felt the pressure ease against the tip of my dick. So I kept going in deeper, then ...ut, and as I got deeper I could feel some of her natural lubrication starting to ease the way. Or maybe it was just blood, because on the out strokes I could see blood on my dick. By this time her sounds had changed. I kept listening for a moan that might indicate that she was starting to enjoy it little bit but to be honest it sounded more like. ’ Thinking a little more, ‘Well, I don’t want to scare him off nor do I want to do anything to mess up what you two have. But I have to admit,’ breaking into a smile, ‘his cock sure felt good.’ Stacy thought for a moment and then broke into a smile, ‘Well, he has some property by a lake not far from here. We’re nude most of the time there.’ Thinking a little more, ‘Listen, we’re planning on going there tomorrow. How about I give you the directions and you come up, I don’t know, say in the. Once again It can be yours, but there is one condition. You must swear to me and give me your word that if I let you have it, you will never again swallow even a single drop of semen that comes from the penis of your miserable husband. Once you have swallowed an African’s soul, no other can ever pass down your white throat. Do you swear?”Giselle broke into a loud laugh and answered, “My African boy, how can you doubt it? Of course I will swear to that. Even previously, I have only swallowed his. She picked out a short black skirt, no panties, and a white button up shirt with a black push up bra.It was an outfit she had worn several times before, and the bra forced her perfect tits up and together giving the best view of her cleavage and the skirt was so short, that her ass was almost exposed as she walked.She changed before we left work and all of our friends knew what we were going out for. They all commented on how hot she looked and that they wished they had the courage to do what.