She ended it pretty quickly. She did not want to screw up her marriage.She said he was very good. Not just because he was huge but he really knew what...he was doing. Apparently had been with a number of older women. She said he was pretty dominant as well. More intriguing is that he is a pretty non-descript k**. Not bad looking. Just not "hot". He is about 5'8" maybe 150 or so. Good shape but not incredible. You wouldn't think of super-hot stud when you looked at him.I mentioned it to my husband. Dawn."This is fun, isn't it?" she said, holding up our hands. I felt a pleasant little buzz go through me just at her touch."Yeah, I'm certainly having more fun this summer than ever!" I leered.Dawn giggled and stopped halfway down the pier. "Not THAT! Well ... yes ... that," she mused. "But more than that. I just feel ... happier! Bouncier!"I dropped my voice. "It's amazing how a good orgasm can change your life."Dawn giggled. "Don't you EVER think of anything besides sex?" Sure ... I picture. While I slipped my left hand under my shirt to tweak my nipples, I started stroking my dick with my right. With his head in my mouth, I was eager to discover how much more I could handle. I slurped up as much of his black cock as I could, only fitting a few more inches in. He gripped my hair with both hands and held me there, impaled. I feverishly sucked and licked, extending my tongue outside my mouth to struggle towards the base of his cock, not reaching but eagerly licking all of his dark. They were both well behaved and followed her instructions explicitly without question. Her seafaring husband was often absent from the tidy home because he had to follow the migratory patterns of the schools of deep sea fish. He usually took all three of his fishing boats out like a pack of sea wolves searching far and wide for the best locations to make them all prosperous.Sometimes when she had to go to the store unexpectedly, she would "borrow" Tony to tend her children to make sure they.