Oddly, for some unknown reason, many of these guys seem to be much more interested in my wife, and I get the distinct impression that the only reason ...hat they have made friendships with me is so that they might get to meet my wife. I have arraigned several meetings with certain individual black men and my wife, but she has always insisted that I be present the entire time during each of these rendezvous.Not too long ago, I had arraigned for my wife to meet Tyrone "Baby" McCormick on her. I feel my tits bouncing as he's fucking me, I open my eyes and he moves his phone away from my face - he's recording me being fucked like a dirty whore, tits bouncing, pussy soaking, my fuck face and even me saying those words.He leans over me, I grab onto his delicious neck and he fucks me even harder - 'can he even go any harder?!' I wonder momentarily.I'm loving it, I'm squealing into his ear as he's really thrusting into me. My leg is on the dashboard as the other is on the driver's seat, I. From the garden shed I watched Andrea and Tim walk to the pool. She was wearing a tiny yellow thong bikini bottom and that's all. Her perky little thirty four b cups we're uncovered and the nipples rock hard. Tim had on a Speedo and it was easy to see he was extremely well endowed. They each laid out towels on the lounge chairs and soon were laying flat on their backs soaking up the sun. Andrea often tans topless and her tits are exactly the same color as the rest of her, a nice deep brown.. My daddy says I’m naughty.” “I’m surprised,” I said. “You don’t look like a naughty girl. And you are trying to be good and obey your father.” “Thank you, mister,” she said, “I do try to be a good girl, but it isn’t always easy.” “What do you mean?” I asked. She looked up at me through the screen door, twirling her pigtails around her finger. She didn’t speak but just looked up at me then gave me a shy little smile. “I don’t think I should tell you why it isn’t easy for me to be a good girl.”.