"Never. Not by my husband, and certainly not by you."I apologised at once and went back to grinding away at her. She was stillwrithing beneath me when...I heard footsteps.I froze, so did Mrs Green."Shit, my husband", she whispered.I jumped off the bed and looked for my clothes, but it was too late. Thedoor swung open, and a massive black man stood there. He was well over 6feet tall, heavily built and a bald head. He looked really mean."Wha the fuck do you think you're doing cunt?".I didn't. Bertrand smiled and asked my wife to guide it in for him…The guy looked at me again; the bastard wanted me to see my own wife guiding his black cock into her tight married white pussy. Anita reached down and guided the thick cockhead between her open pussy lips, sliding it up and down a couple of times. She then lifted her hips to take him. Bertrand moaned and he pushed his own hips a bit forward and I then watched as he shoved more and more of his huge black in my wife’s cunt. Ana was moaning. ."CracK! My arse cheeks stung and I felt a shameful wetness building in my pussy along with a desperate urge to grind my groin against the broken-down wall I was folded over.I felt a finger slide along my exposed slit."You're already wet, you cheap slut," he said. His hands gripped my hips and suddenly his mouth was on me, a stiff demanding tongue pressing into my pussy, turning me on more than I'd ever felt before. His fingers pried me open and he licked deeper. I felt my legs straining to. They figured that planning ahead for the upcoming 3-week cruise vacation involved lots of shopping.They returned around 7:30, toting about a dozen bags each, and walked into the main living room where a movie was playing on the big screen TV ... and where Ryan was casually lounging on the couch naked with a girl’s head between his legs bobbing up and down.“Hi girls,” Ryan waved and smiled. “How was the shopping?”“Well you can see ... we did pretty damn good”, said Kerri.“Awesome. (oh yeah baby,.