I peered up at her face to see her staring back at me, drool dripping from her chin. I took my hand from her breast and moved it down her stomach and...reached into her panties. As I rubbed her soaked cunt my hand was coated in her juices. I stopped and ripped off her panties, shoving them under her nose.I said, “Smell that slut? Your body is betraying you. It’s easy to see what you really want.”I threw her undies aside and moved back to the toys. I hadn’t forgotten the ridding crop but it. Me and my wife going on a week end trip to spend it with her lover.We arrive first so we take the hotel room, and we hew a couple of hours till her lover will arrive.I already have a hard on from the excitement, but no play time for me as she wants to get ready and very sexy for him, so she is preparing and i can only watch and touch myself.She took a long shower and i waited while jerking and trying not to come, and she just exit the bath, naked without a towel.Wow, sexy smile,amazing body,. I wasn't sure I wanted to have sex with a Negro. Ed kept working on me. Ed said it was meant to be. He said he wanted me to enjoy the taboo of interracial sex.Of course I had heard the tales of black men being so much bigger, and therefore better sex partners than white men. Sayings like, "once you've tried black, you'll never go back." But, I never believed that. I figured that was just so much hype spread by blacks to lure white women to them. I could see a particular black man being better. I eased the nipple clamps on and gasped at the pain, and the tingling that made me want to grind my clit into the table. I grabbed the largest vibrating butt plug and washed it carefully in the sink and dried it before I put in the batteries. By the time they slid in place my juice was running down my leg. I pulled my thong off and threw it towards my washer and dryer, and popped the plug in my mouth and started to suck on it like hard candy. I leaned over my kitchen table and spread my legs.