I started working out at a health club to lose weight. I was actually succeeding. I had lost fifty pounds and felt much better about myself.Jim, my hu...band, said it never made any difference what I weighed to him. He was my husband and loved me, so he was looking through rose colored glasses. What else could he say? Other men noticed me more and more. I was always being complimented which of course made me feel good. I didn't want an affair with these men but it was nice to be complimented so. Sitting Down in the couch,a Little leaning on one side, my ass still sore, getting a grasp of Things, or trying to at least, to understand it, an envelope was lyingin front of me on the table, telling me by teh writing on it to open it.As it turned out, if the letter held true at least, I had ben k**napped to a place and while unconsious, ****d by 30 men while tied up, it all being recorded and photographed, and at the same time, as the letter continued, ben transmitted all over the net.It also. His parents probably were hoping he'd make them grandparents, but so far, they hadn't said much about that one way or the other. e was glad they hadn't made an issue out of it. How could he explain to them his reasons for not ever wanting to pass his genetic inheritance on? They'd never understand the rationale for it. So, best not to talk about it.Plus, as he sat and stroked his cock, and as he felt the deep exhilaration of watching a handsome, well-endowed, black male implanting HIS seed into. I know that I was conscious of my husband pressed against my back in the standard spoon position that we have adopted as our own, but I was still firmly asleep as I felt the hard thickness of his cock pressed against my ass, making my pussy wet just at the feeling of it. I'm not sure if it was my dreamself or my real life self, or maybe both, that pressed back against that dick, rubbing and pressing it harder against my ass, before I rolled around half way on my side, but still with my back to.