Emma couldsee a small atoll a few kilometers further along which she recognized asthe half waypoint to the sub from the map Pat had shown her thatmorn...ng. Emma had a photographic memory, which is why she was the headnavigator in her pod."MuSu," she said, tapping him on the shoulder as they all relaxed,bobbing in the light surf with their heads above the surface. "There isthe atoll that marks the half way point," she pointed ahead of them.MuSu rose on his tail, his pelvic fins above the water,. May I first point out that for as long as I can remember I have wanted to watch ether my now wife or ex girlfriends fuck someone else . I had been trying and encouraging my wife to engage in my fantasy in the hope she would fuck some guy . she did for a while go along with the whole idea in bed but then got very board with it I still kept wishing thing would change . June 2014 was the turning point for us we met this black guy by pure chance at the complex we were staying at we talked and. Chaya: Well, I may. I need some decoration material, could you bring that for me?Me: Yeah, why not. Give me the list.Chaya: come to my home in half an hour, and I will prepare it by then.I went to Chaya’s home, and she handed me the list. I went to the market and bought all the stuff and reached her home. Chaya opened the door, and she was now wearing a top and long skirt. Her hairs were wet, and it looked she recently has taken a shower.We then started to do the decorations, and it took almost. Backlit he seemed to fill the entry, not tall but wide, just standing there hulk-like. I glanced at the screen and in a blink the faggot was planted in my seat, happy as a clam. "Fair enough... he's a big guy and needs to sit.." He was already bent over feeding my cock into his mouth... lips so wet and spongy, like a young spit-lubed chubettes cunt. I stood awhile staring down watching his rabid suck-fest, gripping his head and hunch-fucking his mouth before taking over completely... making his.