If it were not for the intense heat, I would have come already. Sweat ran down my back as the sensation grew closer and closer to being unbearable. He... ass smacking against my hips was driving me insane as the extra depth that my cock plunged was incredible. Her cries of pleasure and pain caused my cock to give way to a flood of semen, filling her ass with my breeding material, lubricating my last final thrusts as I feel in a heap on top of her silky body sheening with her own sweat. Laying on. There were men that wanted your wife but she didn't want them; too getto. You fucked the shit out of your wife and she came about five times at the prospect of fucking the right Nigger. However, you fell asleep feeling you were in a hopeless situation.Then that very night it came to you in a dream. You dreamed about that night by the cannal. It was the night your older brother and three of his friends let you hang out with them. You were smoking, drinking beer and talking about fucking when. She asked me if I wanted her to wait and I said it was fine, I would be ok. I live in an apartment close to the club and I wasn't worried about it. She left and I went up to the bar to pay my tab and leave. While I was waiting for the bartender a guy came up and asked me if I wanted a drink. I was surprised when I turned to him and saw that he was a black guy about 6'2 and probably 40 years old! I was a little tipsy and figured another free drink couldn't hurt so I agreed and he got me a long. This was the best lead I had, but it would be better if I could find that damn postcard and map. Surely, I didn't toss it so maybe it was in storage at my parent's house. Crammed away in one of the many boxes in my old room.I jumped into my car and drove over, not even bothering changing out of my PJ's.My mom answered the door in a startled surprised fashion, clearly not expecting me."Jen, What are you doing here? You look like you just got out of bed," she said in a slightly judgmental.