I lay down on top of her probably kissed her and began a conventional missionary fuck. But, as before, she locked her feet around my legs and we again...became one. This time, however, being on top, I appeared to be the one with the leverage. I took advantage of this and began osculating my hips and again rubbing her clit with my pubis producing small multiple orgasms for her.As I indicated she was one for surprises and the next one took me totally by surprise. We had established a pretty good. Hell, that guy brought at least 5 of his friends over to use my mouth and ass. I had hoped that Albert might be the next black man to use me and share me with his friends.Albert walked in, we shook hands and we headed to the couch. Before sitting down, I asked him if he wanted a beer, and he said that he would, so I left the room, and came back with one for each of us. We chatted about just dumb shit and he told me what was going on at this job that stressed him out.“I tell ya Albert, you. When I felt him rubbing I kinda stopped fighting anyway." She looked a little embarrassed as she told me this. I might have noticed more except that she had started to play with her own nipple and to squeeze her own breast while she talked. She was working the tit that had SLUT written on it."Why did you stop fighting?" I asked."Because his cock felt huge against me and my cunt was flooding," she stated. She looked embarrassed again before adding, "I've never said the word 'cunt' before last. This is so she can see me pull my cock out and shove it into Matt’s mouth. He starts working me like a pro. Even though this is only the second time we’ve done this that either me or her wife knows about, I’m guessing there’s a few Harleys in the parking lot she could suck start. Satisfied that my cock is wet enough, I order him to stop. I take off my wet satin thong and shove it in his mouth so that the crotch is right on top of his tongue. There’s no way for him to not taste my womanly.