" She whispered. "My pussy is soaking right now." She slid a finger into her tiny thong and then brought it to my lips-She made me taste her juices an... I sucked her finger. The black stranger started fucking my ass harder, moaning loudly. Ana moaned too, as the bitcj watched me suffering in pain.This huge cock was really destroying my asshole…I held Ana’s gaze for a momento and I guessed what she wanted.Then I moved my hips and wiggled my ass on the stranger's cock. I could feel the black man. It was the paradox of my life, I realized. Nothing could, or would, ever be simple.Angela turned her head and looked at me seriously for a moment, then reached out to hold my hand."You do understand that it really isn't different for anyone else, don't you?" she asked. "Certainly, it is much more extreme in your case, but we all have self doubt. Especially me."I looked at her with confusion evident on my face."You were wondering if the things in your life were cause by whatever it is that. He fucked her from behind, making her cry in both pain and pleasure as he pumped her cunt wildly. After twenty minutes, he finally tensed his back and filled my sweet wife`s vagina with his potent black sperm. When that black guy slipped from her well used cunt, Ana turned over, fell to her knees and gave him one last blow job. Then she stood up; wiped the cum from her lips and gave him a long wet kiss to kind of thank him for all that he had set for her.Then Jerome left, telling me that I. Finally, the familiar sensation that usuallyaccompanied the climax of his own jerk off sessionsbrought him back to reality. He had to force himselfto ask her to slow down. If she kept going like that,he would have shot his load in another minute ortwo. Reluctantly, he guided her hand away fromhis still eager cock. He had to give it a few minutesto let his body settle down. “Let’s catch our breath for a minute.” He saidas he took the time to unbutton the rest of his ownshirt.