It was the only gay bar in town. I escaped while my wife was at her sisters. I thought it was the perfect time to let my “Freak Flag” fly. I never...get away. I'm extremely kinky, a fact lost on my wife, Michelle. She is so vanilla. She absolutely lost her mind when her son Michael, my stepson, came out of the closet after his 18th birthday. She never knew about my little excursions to the local adult movie store for sucking and fucking in the booths. It was a rare treat but I loved getting. The dress accentuated her body, making her tits and ass stand out is a way that begged to be grabbed. Her legs looked long and smooth, and her arms were thin but toned as they held onto the railing. The dress left plenty of her collar and neck exposed and I had the sudden urge to kiss her on her neck, just as that other boy had done to Keiko. Guilt flooded me and I pushed the thoughts out of my mind. I cleared my throat so she knew I was there.Tiffany turned her face and looked over to me. What. ..perhaps you should lay down and rest, here let me take your shoes off...' I laid back on the bed as he removed my shows and I could feel him removing my clothes yet I could do nothing to stop him. I tried to speak only to hear him say '...don't worry I'll take really good care of you just relax and let me make you comfortable...' Every fiber in my body rebelled but I could do nothing to stop him. Quickly I found myself naked on the master bed and my young friend standing beside the bed. "Do you like being fucked by my big black cock; bitch…?" Darnell asked me, after seeing I had recovered from my orgasm.The bastard was slowly withdrawing his jackhammer from me; until the head popped out of my swollen pussy lips and then he was slamming it back in up to his balls; making me cry as a bitch…. "I love it..." It was all I could hiss between moans…He stopped withdrawing his cock until only five or six inches were buried in my cunt. I felt my pussy muscles were trying to suck more in.