And with that he took one hand and slapped her firmly on the side of the face. Her face froze as it happened, tilting back a little before she yelled ...ack "Sean, fuck me harder, fuck me harder" gritting her teeth and letting out another deep moaning sound.Sean then grabbed Jen under her ass and carried her over toward the bed again, his dick still firmly inside her. He lowered her down on the edge of the bed so her remained standing, she lay across the bed, her legs in the air as he started. I nearly went numb.. It was a moment full of erotic gravitation between us with the seasoning of rain and a beautiful breeze. Her nipples got erected and her areolas were big and I was lost in her beauty. She came near me and with every step I was going number in her beauty. She came very near and whispered in my ear “I am waiting for you inside with a deck of cards”. I was hell confused and aroused like hell but I was pulled alive when she said we are gonna play strip poker.OMG when I still. While I completed my second glass he came to me and asked, “Bahu, shall I get something for you to eat or drink?” I replied, “No kaka, just feeling bit feverish and body pains.”He said, “Oh no bahu. Shall I get a thermometer to check?” I said, “No need kaka. It’s mild, put your hand and see for yourself.” He placed his hand on my forehead and neck. His touch was getting me excited. He said, “It’s very mild fever bahu. I will get a wet napkin put on your forehead.”I said, “I have bit body pains. Speaking of which, ol’ buddy, I need to get home. She’ll be waiting for me.”On the drive home my mind wandered. How would I feel about someone, no, not someone, a black man, fucking my wife Candy?Later that evening Candy and I were in bed; a “for couples” XXX video playing on the DVD. I had forgotten about my conversation with Larry until a scene in the movie appeared where a blonde woman waved goodbye to her husband on his way to work only to open a closet door and let out a tall, muscular.