Anita screamed, feeling the burn of his long black shaft up her hole. He jabbed her again and again, pounding her cervix with the pulsating head of hi... mighty black dick, trying desperately to bury that huge serpent completely inside of her.I watched those black buttocks squeezing and relaxing, pushing and pulling back....thrusting into my sweet wife...As I watched, the black stranger's scrotum tightened...a sign that he was very close. Anita showed no sign of objecting anything…Then the man. Stupidly I asked a question that was immediately taken by them as both my understanding of what was happening and my approval. I asked, "Does it feel good, Honey? How do you like it?"Nikki's response—"I LOVE it. It's incredible"—did not immediately disabuse me of my misconceptions."Oh, good. I'm glad you're enjoying it so much," I said. I then went on talking inanely and, somewhat inebriated but not drunk, voiced how much I wished I had a cigar to smoke in the tub.My memory is a tad cloudy. “I haven’t told you our secret.”“And what secret is that?” I asked, somewhat intrigued that we had a secret, and a bit amused.“We did things together. You and me. Intimate things.”The silence thundered. “Intimate?”Not looking at me, she nodded.“How intimate?”“Very.”“You and me?” I asked, reeling.“You and me.”Afraid to ask, yet driven to know what I’d done, I asked anyway. “Like what?”“We kissed.”Relief poured through me. It was short-lived.“And had sex,” she added. She finally glanced up at me.. Ye dekh kar mera lund aik dam khara ho gia. Kuch dair baad aunty theek feel karnay lagi and hum dono ne table uthaya aur jab aunty jhuki to un ki valley dekh kar main to pagal hi ho gia. Table rakhnay ke baad unhoon ne mere se aik stool lanay ko bola, wo stool per khari ho gaye aur mujhe bola ke tum meri aik leg pakar ke rakhna kahin main gir na jaon,,, jaise hi maine aunty ki milky leg ko pakra mujhe current sa laga, aunty ka jism bohot hi chickna tha and mera lund aik dam khara hoa hoa tha,,.