I will tell it as if it is happening.My husband and I had been fantasizing for a long time, he had fantasized about me actually fucking a black man, o... an older man without a condom on, and letting him dump his baby seed deep into my pussy, and making a cream pie in me. Being raised to be Chaste, this idea, although making me horny at times, was something I was not ready to do for real in the least bit, although it did turn me on a bit, and honestly I don't know that my husband would allow it. I instinctively bent forward and kissed it well, then hurriedly withdrew my lips and hand from her knee as I said, All better. I was so embarrassed. I had just kissed the girl of my dreams on the leg. My gosh, right on the knee, after a grabbed her leg. Gosh, her skin felt so smooth. I started feeling my manhood rise because of the stimulation. If she sees this, I will die. My gosh, why cant I keep this thing under control? As we walked up to the vacant shack, all I saw was a beat up old. ”I said, “yes, where exactly?” And she explained me the exact location.It was half past 11 pm. I wondered why in the world this woman needs me to pick her up at this hour and why she can’t take a cab or something to come home.I took my bike and reached her location.She was wearing elegant jeans and top yet I found her hot, and also she was drunk. It was a girl’s night out of some sort and she drank too much.She gave me her pursue and hopped back on my bike.As soon as I started driving, I felt. .. !” She giggles. The patrons standing around in a circle have gone very quiet, and the music has ended too, so everything that is said, every noise that is made is suddenly quite clearly audible.She drops to her haunches, knees out wide, and leans forward to stroke and fuss over the big German Pointer. His short brown and white hair and muscular body next to her tanned flesh and curves. He’s pushing his big head against her, sniffing her, trying to lick her. She’s not keen for a kiss so tries.