...fuck me, what's going on.'Darrin pulled his lips off of my wife's nipple and said, "Ok Carol, you go get up in the middle of that big bed and Mark,...you get over there and lick her pussy for a while so it's good and slick for my cock. Now you two, get a move on, I'm in a hurry to put this beautiful black rod inside that purty white pussy."As I walked over to bed Darrin said to me, "Ok, Mark, you are now our personal cuckold. Do you know what that means white boy?"I had heard the term before. Even if she gets down to London in time for the do, she reckons she’ll be too tired after the journey to attend, anyway.”It was all quiet at Barbara’s end of the line, when he paused, so Sir Philip bit the bullet and carried on.“I wondered if you would like to er ... accompany me, Barbara. It would be like old times. No strings attached, of course ... Just a favour for old times.”She didn’t need to think about it much really, it was the best offer she had had in ... years. But Barbara wasn’t. As I was watching she blinked her asshole 4 times, until on the 5th a small spurt of cum came out and ran down her ass. She did it again and this time a much larger wad came out and leaked down onto her pussy, then dropped on the floor. One last time her ass opened up and the rest of my cum came up and pooled there in the opening. I couldn't resist and leaned over to give her sweet asshole one last kiss, despite the fact that a pool of my own cum was there. She giggled and said, "You better get. My blonde hair grew long, I got a beautiful tan, wore out the first pair of boots, then went barefoot. After about a year of living up there, I lost my hairbrush and stopped brushing my hair after a futile attempt to get the knots out a week later.I stand about 6 foot 2 inches and didn't have an ounce of fat on my body from the simple life. My feet are size 13.People started to call me "Wild Man". My hair frizzed out, then down to my shoulders. My feet were very callused. I wore a leather.