It was really huge.He sat on the couch and my sensual naked wife knelt between his thighs and took his huge black cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed...up and down while she started to lick and suck that tremendous dark thing…He asked her if she was his married white whore, and she nodded yes.He insisted if she would do whatever he told her, again she nodded yes.While she was still sucking his black cock, the man picked up his cell phone and called someone. I heard him telling our address to. Knickers felt more natural to wear as ifthey were the normal underwear for me to wear so I started burning,ripping and cutting my boxer shorts until I only had knickers left.Next to go was my sock collection. Everyone knows how the washingmachine in most households seems to eat socks. Well mine was nodifferent and as odd socks turned up Caroline kept throwing them outuntil I was down to my last pair."You know how much you enjoy wearing knickers Charles, well I think it'stime you tried tights. George wiped the small amount of moisture from her cheeks with the back of his hand. He kissed her forehead. Lisa hugged her big brother very tightly. She was in the place she most wanted to be, pretty much all of the time, with him.“You can sleep with me if you want,” he said, “the storm will be over soon.”“Mom tried to tell me it was angel’s bowling when I was little, remember”“Yes,” he said, “I remember, she was trying to make it funny.”A big smile appeared on her face. Then she nearly. "Amen," she said, ready to confess to them her unholy life with Oscar, ready to confess how she'd been sorely tempted and tested at The Glades.Jeff patted her on her sunburned thigh. "We praise the Lord, sister Cindy, that you have seen the light and have agreed to talk with us. We praise the Lord that we were able to rescue you from that den of iniquity out there. We hope you'll never be tempted to go back to that beach again."Cindy remembered that she'd forgotten to bring along her beach.