First I thought that I should reject as I may not be able to control my feelings.Then the evil in me thought that I am getting the only chance to star... at my mom and that too she is inviting me for that. So I got ready and said I will be her masseur for a day after some time, she said to me that we go to her bedroom for massage as we entered her bedroom, she asked me to take the olive oil from her cupboard. Yes she used olive oil for the massage. It is very expensive compared to other oils, but. I told her we were on our honeymoon and wanted some good food and some drinks. She led over to a vacant table and we ordered drinks and an appetizer to snack on. As the appetizer arrived, we ordered our meal and talked. I couldnt help but notice the table next to us with a large group of black men drinking and talking loudly. A couple of them kept looking at my wife. I heard one of them tell the others, I sure would like to fuck that fine white bitch! If I did, shed leave that white boy to have. She was wearing a black top and a white knee length dress. Nothing too revealing but really flattering and really showed off her curvy figure. Again, I couldn’t help but admire this beautiful woman in front of me. If she noticed, she certainly didn’t mind as she pulled me in for a hug and shut the door. She smelled heavenly, with light perfume on her bare neck, her hair up in a loose bun.“I’m just plating up lunch now, come to the kitchen and keep me company” I followed her through the house. It wasn't part of the routine, but several girls either looked on enviously or tried it themselves. Of course, several were even more flexible but elected not to show it for fear of being labeled a freak or worse."Eat your own pussy -- then I'll be impressed," Erin hissed from nearby."She'd rather eat yours," Angelina whispered back."I am not a dyke," Meredith complained, almost too loudly. "Besides, Erin's got a waiting list. She keeps it pinned to her thong." So what? The only thing you have.