I can well understand it when other girls question me about the saying “Once you've had black, you never go back” and whilst I'm not so sure about...that, I can certainly understand why going back might be a bit of a disappointment in a certain area.Any-way's; I can vividly remember my first love making experience with him. He was so gentle and attentive.....to start off with at least.It went a bit like this...We went upstairs to his bedroom where he told me to sit on the edge of his old. He lay back on top of her and began thrusting his cock in and out of her.Terry was already really hot and I could tell that she was enjoying his dick deep inside of her. I stood in the shadows naked, rubbing my cock while I watched my wife giving me a live sex show. She was just about to cum, when Bill’s cock came out of her. He backed up and rubbed his cock, but he was losing his hard on. I guess he had too much to drink. Terry rolled over and took Bill’s cock in her hand and pulled it toward. While I got the beers out of the fridge, Gary took a seat in the living room. Diane came out of our bedroom wearing one of my denim shirts with he third button from the top buttoned and the bottom of the shirt tied together. It just barely covered her mound."Can I see you in our room for a minute," she asked. I looked over at Gary and said, "You'll have to excuse me a minute or two, here." and followed her into our bedroom. "What's going on?" I asked as I pulled the door closed behind me."Lock. .."You press your thighs together, trying to ease the throbbing that's started there."What is it?" Cat tilts her head at you, eyebrows furrowed, and every word she speaks is matched by a strong pulse between your legs. Every word she shapes with her sweet, pink lips."Why... why haven't-" The words stumble out of your mouth, hesitant and stilted. You've spent so much time trying not to talk about this, about what she does, that even when you want, even when you need to, you can't. You take a.