“Since when has Caroline wanted anything to do with me?”“She feels bad about what’s happened. She’s worried about Julie. I think she realise... that Julie really does want you and that she...” he petered out.“ ... tried to split us up,” Aidan completed for him, “by getting her drunk enough to fuck some bloke on holiday -- two nights, Kevin!”“Don’t I know it,” Kevin said with feeling.“Look Kevin,” he said. “You are married to Caroline, so I can see why you feel it’s right to try again, but I am. I watched closely as my wife’s attention was drawn to her own cups and the monster between them.“Are you going to cum all over my boobs?” She asked Mark, never taking her eyes off.“Yeah…,” Mark replied.My wife smiled.He started fucking her tits harder and faster. Soon, that familiar moan of Mark’s filled the room as he placed both hands on her shoulders, squirting between my wife’s natural breasts. I watched as she was so in tuned to what was taken place between them both. Certainly a different. Her action slid my shaft all the way into her bowels, and that was it -- I was in. The round cheeks of her ass were pressing into my muscular thighs."Now," my aunt grunted through clenched teeth. "Fuck my ass. Ream my dark hole with that thick pole!" She laughed at the unintentional poem, and I felt her sphincter flutter and try to snap shut around me. She relaxed and kept herself open just enough. Grabbing her hips, I began to fuck her tight ass. At first my thrusts were slow and easy. Then as. " "Turning straight men?" I repeated, realizing he was referring to me. "Straight white men," Jake corrected. "Almost every one of you married straight men are just the opportunity presenting itself away from being turned." "Turned?" I repeated, my mind spinning with the ludicrous, yet in regards to me, true theory. "Like I said Coach, the moment I saw you at the bar I knew tonight I was going to turn you. Make you another white cocksucker for black dick," he explained. The term 'cocksucker'.