My husband was used to seeing men get erections and start wanking their woman hungry cocks, and even as I sit here at my laptop writing this story, I ...m looking at a seven inch erection, being 'chugged' at me, 'Don't forget to pack the creams', I say to my husband, the thickness of my voice, clearly indicating my reaction to what's happening next door.My husband gets the message, and takes the hint, gets up and walks back into the house and closes the balcony doors, where he can sit down and. "Here we are," she said cheerfully. "What do you think?"I didn't know what to think. We were alone in a barely furnished studio apartment. A Murphy bed unfolded from the wall conspiciously occupied much of the single room.Susan dropped her coat on the single chair in the room and sat on the green blanket and patted the bed next to her. Then she held out her arms. "Come here and give a girl a kiss."I was still uncertain what all this meant, but I sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, and we. Taking her reins I back trailed her. She must have strayed from the pond while seeking the tender bits of new grass. I wasn't paying too much attention, but was focusing on the mare's tracks when I was startled by a loud scream. Looking up with a start gave me an attractive but unexpected sight: a tall, somewhat slender girl standing almost waist deep in the pond havin' a confusing time trying to decide what to cover with her arms and what to leave open for my viewing pleasure. She was doing. Then I started trying to convince the ladies instead to just let me eat that pussy for them. No dick, just tongue. I had better luck with this because several said, sure why not. This allowed me to imagine that she had just fucked a Black Man and he had cum in her, while I was licking her sweet pussy. This always got me rock hard and when I would think about me not being allowed to fuck her myself I got even harder.Then my dream came true. I met a pretty, 30 something white female and found out.