Since it is an interval, we needed to go back to the class.After entering the class, we were staring at each other (no smiling). At the end of the day... when I was about to leave. She came to me and asked if I can drop her in the bus stop. I accepted. I told her to take the seat. Since my bike has a bit upper back seat, she can see the road in front of her. In the fear, she held my shoulder hard.I put the brake, she has to come forward. As you all know, my back had a nice time with her boobs.. . had accompanied me to the place were I wanted to do it, after discussing all of the details we then set the time and date. His name was Earl, he was and older gentleman about 50 but I did not want him to treat her gentlemanly. He was from the Los Angles area, and was the type of black man that many white women lusted after, as he fit the stereotype of my wifes fantasy perfectly. He was big and black, had an enormous cock and the fact that he knew how to use it, to pleasure and abuse women. She moved her pussy out and my dick was covered with sort of white lotion. It seemed to be a mixture of various fluids. She sat on bed. I can see that her pussy have swollen and inner region became more reddish. Whitish fluid slows coming out of her. It was my semen mixed with other fluid of her. She fingered it out and keeps it rubbing on her genitals. I too joined in and keep rubbing and fingering her pussy with two fingers. I also lick her pissing orifice very gently. I knew it was my job to. “Wow! That’s a lot of ‘cans’ and ‘mays’ and ‘cannots’. Reminds me of my reading about Vietnam – old enough to be drafted, fight, and die but not old enough to vote or drink,” she told him. “When and how do I choose?” a voice in her head told her. Vivie, looked at Gunny, grinned, and walked over to don the black coverall uniform of the Navy. She explained, “I’m used to running with the boys, but I’m not so good at marching in step.”The gut-gnawing hungry pair headed out to eat. They entered the.