My little wife stiffened in pain, crying almost in tears. He pulled out and tried again slowly, until he eventually got about half way in. He began to...fuck her slowly, telling my wife how hard she made him and how his black cock was going to wreck her...Ana was now moaning with pleasure, thrusting back into him and wrapping her long legs around his waist.After pounding her cunt for more than twenty minutes, the bastard was able to get himself balls deep into my sensual wife’s body…This guy. Was all of this worth what was happening to my marriage? Was Robert's Black Cock and the Fucking he gave me with it, worth all of this? The wetness I felt between my legs told me It may not be worth it, but it was definitely something I needed!I parked my car in my usual place and sat there, not going in. I was as nervous as a whore in church on Easter morning! My stomach was churning. But I didn't have butterflies flitting around in there. Nary a one! They were all hiding from the B-52's. It was going to be great. The excitement built all week. The team worked extra hard for the opening game. Banners and flags were appearing everywhere—even around town. Some were calling it the game of the century. If we could beat the Tigers, and bust their 3 year winning streak, we would be on our way to great possibilities. If we loose---then party's over, on first game. Wednesday had arrived. Practice had gone well, again. The team was getting more excited, and all day at school you could. We went into their room, on their king size bed. I was barely into the room that I started removing my top. My dad removed the bar (barette) from my hair. Apparently guys find it sexier for a woman to have untied hair. I started removing my pants as well until I was remained with my underwear on me. My dad removed his trousers and his underwear was out. I climbed onto the bed and waited. He got a plastic bag and removed a small tube out of it. Meanwhile my mom finished cooking and came.