When I got out the car Icould see his hands fingering her wet pussy he had pulled up her dress,and moved her into a good spot so she would not stop su...king his dick and he could play with her wet pussey. I went in the store when I came out there was a truck parked next to the car with two large black men watching my wife going at it with that big black dick,I was a little tipsey and said u guys want some. [i had wanted to see my wife get gang banged by black men] they said Hell yea I said. " I was still unsure about her being serious or teasing me. I lifted one of her legs up and placed her foot against my cheek. I could smell the faint, sexy fragrance of her foot and it really turned me on. I slipped my tongue between the leather of her shoe and her stocking covered foot and ankle. "Oooooh," she said, "That feels so nice. It tickles but it feels so nice...mmmmmm...I love it." I slipped her shoe off and kissed the bottom of Wendy's foot. The smell of her sweaty foot was stronger. Jake was invited to join them. They all went to the diner that Rafe and Jake frequented.“Remind me to dress better next time I dine with executives,” Jake joked, referring to Rafe’s white shirt and tie.Rafe laughed, “I still can’t get used to dressing this way, but Jan insists and your dad sure approves.”“So how is it going?” asked Jake. “Are you able to keep up with the volume moving in and out of the warehouse?”“Mostly, but inventory control is a nightmare. Jan’s an accountant and came down. The right brain, emotional and creative raced along at top speed, the instinct side. It cried out to have her thrust her hips upward against the invading but welcome cock, to place her cervix directly in the path of the spewing fountain and take as many virile, live sperm cells as she could collect. To let her senses go, to release into pure blissful orgasmic delight and drive hard onto her lover cock to surrender completely to the urge to reproduce oneself.The brain being the most powerful sex.