I told him I had no problem with it all as long as he took care of my wife's sexual frustrations. He said he was sorry but he didn't have much time, h...s wife was expecting him home for dinner and we had better get started. We went into the bedroom and he asked me to undress my wife for him. I was getting more turned on by the minute knowing I was undressing my wife so a black man could fuck her. He undressed at the same time and when he took his shorts down and his cock was already half hard. Their mutual gaze was brief however as Ed grabbed the younger ones face and forced her mouth open. Megan gagged as Ed forced his lengthy cock between her lips and down her throat. The fucking that she had nearly avoided was now upon her and their was no stopping the sexual violence that she had unleashed. Megan gagged again as Ed forced his prick between her lips and down her throat at an ungodly pace. Choking, she tried pushing him away only to feel the sting of his hand on her face followed. The waves became stronger and stronger as her orgasm approached. She had never experienced anything like it. It became so intense that she could barely stand and she begin to feel her kneesbuckle as the full force of the orgasm hit her. She went down on her knees and threw her head back and it took all she could do to keep from screaming out loud. Finally she fell flat on her face. As she rose she saw that the man was about to walk away. "Sir," she cried out. "Please sir." It was then that. .” Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit kept racing through my mind. Where the hell did this come from? I was in a daze for the rest of the afternoon not able to focus on anything. I couldn’t figure out what she needed from me but the word “sexual” constantly re-entered my thoughts. Then the end of the day came and I ran to my car and raced to Macy’s. I stood on her doorstep, heart pounding in my chest and rang the doorbell. Macy opened the door wearing a skirt and a white button down blouse. Damn.