Look at it all you want!" Jeff said."Oh I bet you would love to feel it, wouldn't you, I bet that you would love to touch my cock, wouldn't you Susan?...Tell the truth now; do you want to touch my prick?" My wife was breathing heavy as she said to me "Oh honey, I couldn't help it, it's like I was drawn to his cock, and I thought about you babe, and how you have been asking me in bed, not only asking, but practically telling me that you want another man to fuck me, so I thought it would just be. She believed that people actually traveled in dreams, and Jake, right now, was her favorite subject. His dreams were incredibly vivid, and (even better), he usually remembered them.“I don’t know.” Jake sighed. “A village. There were sheep, a mountain and a river. "She was there," he continued. "Her name was Nikka, this time. She was a sheepherder. She was having trouble with an ex-soldier name Hymi. He tried to sacrifice her to the river god.”“Wow!” Monica said, fully awake and much more. After dinner, I asked if she'd have another drink as we entered the cab. "Your place," she said, "I want to show you something."Back home, I poured two generous shots, and as I was putting them on the table she started taking her clothes off. "This is what I wanted to show you," she smiled.She'd been a plump teenager, to put it mildly. What I was seeing now was a beautiful, slim woman, her breasts just the right size for my palms, her black bush trimmed, as lovely as I couldn't remember. I felt. She continued to go through her paperwork, but with each bending and shuffling on the seat, her skirt was riding further up her thighs. Not only that, her knees were spreading little by little. My cock was pretty damned hard by then, and the bulge was clearly visible in my shorts. I really didn’t know whether this was a come-on or not. I mean, this was a powerful woman, you can’t just make mistakes like that with her. After some time, the sight of her black cunt was driving me crazy, I had to.