He said I was very lucky to have such a modern wife who did not have any problem about wearing modern clothes.I told him that we sometimes do not wear...anything at home in these summer days but she has to wear now because he was around, and she was so used to being without bra panty at home that she was eager throw it away as soon as we entered our bedroom last night. He asked me how she has become so bold. I told him that our regular exposure attempts in public places and internet since past. This time her tight pussy lips went around the tip of my cock. They were flared out. She was so wet. Dripping on her couch. She tensed up again. "Oh God! Mr. Kelly your so big and thick. I've never felt anything so big before in my pussy." she moaned. I looked down to see her pussy lips trying to suck more of my cock in. "Looks like your almost around the tip of my cock. Your so close to feeling better." I said. "You better go in just a little more. Just a little Mr. Kelly. I'm not a cheater.". The bad guys insisted on a test. A crime, drug use, or facing down a loaded gun were common tests in those situation. It was a direct challenge to a person’s integrity, morals, and self-image. If you failed, they killed you. If you succeeded, you gained their trust enough to betray them completely. But he had no desire to betray Page or Lord Blackmon. “Yes, because you asked and because you said I will understand later.”Page reached over and picked up a piece of paper, “I wrote this down so you. That was when I was defeated. My mind had visions of what it must look like to an outside observer. The pretty redhead in the lascivious grasp of a hulking black thug, albeit one well-dressed for the occasion. From there I had visions of his body atop mine, plundering me as I writhed on my back, my legs high and apart, his cock in me to the hilt repeatedly. It was a silent movie that was roaring in my mind. He started to nibble and suckle on my neck, mid-way between my ear and shoulder and then.