The black guy asked Anna if she liked cockp in her wet white pussy. She told him yes as she flicked her tongue across his slit and her nails ran down ...is shaft. Honey he was so thick I could feel my pussy stretching as he filled me up, he was so big I could see his cock moving my stomach as he thrust up in to me. Honey are you still there you wife asks. You cough and say yes of course I hope you don't mind but I'm stroking my cock as your talking. Anna replies oh honey I'm glad you like my. We swam back across the quarry. Of course I still had my erection and just put my shorts on.I strapped my shoes and shirt to the luggage rack on my small motorcycle and we headed to my house. As I drove home my erection was practically sticking out of my shorts. I loved riding my motorcycle with as little clothes as possible and had mastered shifting with my barefeet. The warm wind on my my body and feet was erotic and did little to reduce the tension in my shorts. When we arrived at my house. "I almost fell over as my knees instantly turned to Jell-O. I had winged it up to that point and suddenly what I had anticipated being a private ceremony, perhaps witnessed by Lana and Laura's parents, was to be a public event. I wondered how my planned ceremony, consisting of us holding hands in a circle as we exchanged our vows on the former parade grounds, would play out to the whole base. I felt as if I lost control completely when I was separated from my wives to be and ushered into a. Neat, perfect, and decorated elegantly with antiques of dark mahogany. There were a few of those weird abstract decorations he could never figure out, like the clear vases with big gold balls, a string of a beaded necklace, and a twig sticking out the top. They fit the room perfectly, but those things always puzzled him. Several photographs were displayed on various tables and bookcases, many of which featured a young girl varying in ages from infancy to childhood. She looked oddly familiar. He.