*****Sasha's pace picked up as she walked towards the central business district. The Loaded Parrot was several blocks behind her now, back on the edge...of one of the inner city suburbs. Several thoughts were competing in her head for attention, and right now she'd take the false feeling of making progress by getting to pretty much anywhere, over the very real concern that she'd made absolutely no progress on the first clue at all. Sasha fingered the earpiece nervously, and needlessly adjusted. You’re an amazingly beautiful woman.”My wife’s breathing now quickened.“You really think so?” she asked.“I do” I replied…. “And it’s that reason that I’d like to see you turn on another guy and watch his reaction as he can’t believe his good fortune of being with the sexiest woman alive!”“Oh My GOD!” my wife said softly. “You really want to know that another man fucked me? Fucked your wife like you’re doing now?”“No Baby” I said softly, “I want to WATCH another man fuck you.”“You want to see. Banging my clit against him, I thought about work. That led to thoughts of all the black men flirting and complimenting me. That led to thoughts of that night of the dance fundraiser. Which led to thoughts of me dancing with my coworker, and feeling his huge erection against me. Finally, that led to thoughts of me leaving with him, getting a room and having sex all night.I was cumming – hard.Kirk was too. He was panting, whimpering, while I struggled to keep quiet after an extremely powerful. He straightened, tugging her hips low on the seat, and freed his cock with one tug on his sweatpants, giving her spasming pussy a light swat with his open palm before thrusting his length deep into her channel.She arched, her back bowing, offering him her nipples, and he dipped his head with another growl, feasting on the dark tips. His teeth nipped as his hands gripped her hips, working her along his thrusting cock, bringing her against his working hips with tiny little smacking noises that.