“May I take your coat?” I asked, not sure what I would do with it, but it seemed the thing to say.“No, I think that won’t be necessary. I had ...orgotten the change in climate. You are quite a bit further south than my home in Scotland,” he told me, a slight smile on his lips. “Let me just pop these home then, shall I?”With a wave of his hand, the coat and bowler were gone, though the walking stick remained.“Who is it, Hank?” Mom asked from the kitchen. I could tell she expected one or more of. Slowly at first, then picked up a fairly rapid pace, and as she road his cock Andy reached out and began to squeeze and play with her tits. I had to shift slightly to the left to get a better view as my wife bounced up and down on Andy's cock. After a few minutes Shirley moved her hands from his chest and placed them on the floor by Andy's shoulders With her tits dangling in Andy's face my wife began rocking back and forth sliding her pussy along the length of his cock. Andy once again took the. He was very vocal and kept asking me if his black dick felt better then my husband's white one. Did I like them long, dark and thick? It was so strange to have this strange man fucking me and talking dirty, it made me crazy.He kept asking me if he was a better lover than my husband and finally I had to admit that he was. He was hung like a horse and I was feeling sensations the likes of which I'd never experienced with my husband. Finally I made him do me missionary style and wrapped my legs. He looked me straight in the eye and then ever so gently kissed me. I thought of everything that had happened and I kissed him back. ‘Why did you wait so long to come for me?’ ‘I wanted to give you some time to realise some things for yourself. I had hoped you would come to me.’ ‘So, why now?’ ‘Because I grew tired of waiting and when I saw you today I couldn’t stay away anymore. I couldn’t stand to be miserable just because you’re too dense to realise that you’re in love with me.’ ‘You knew?’.