Connie corrected her. "It was hot," she said. "Hot, hot, hot. One after another, bang, bang, bang, thirty-one happy girls sorted just like that."She h...d touched a sore point. "Thirty happy girls," I pointed out, "and one rape victim." But James," argued Connie, "she's fine about it. I talked to her afterwards. She said, [and here Connie made a woeful attempt at a Polish accent] 'I was silly and frightened but it was fantastic. I should have known he would never hurt me. I'm his now, for ever.'. Aaaaah yeh dekh ke vishwas uth gaya ki khud ki wife dusre aadmi ke sath uska lund itna kharab chus sakati he.Aur sach batau to neha ne kabhi mera lund itne achese kabhi nahn chusa hoga. At 9:30amAbhi jo mene dekha usasae pura vishwas utha gaya aur wapas in future kabhi trust nahi kar paunga is randi ke upar. Neha ne monty ka lund itna chusa aur woh itna bada hogaya something like fat & long metal rode.aur neha ne vanilla icre cream pura lund ke upar lagaya aur bahot pyar se lund chusne lagi. "There was a sudden intake of breath from the girl as her words tumbled from her mouth."Hmmm ... did you say a second time? Are you the one? Are you the boy that helped me when I was little?"He responded with another chuckle."When you were little?" He paused to suppress a laugh. "Well, yes, I suppose I am." I knew it!" She exclaimed and happily clapped her small hands.Without a second thought she flung herself at the black shape as her impetuous nature won over her self-control. A sudden, hard. As they danced I thought about my recurring fantasy about watching my wife make love to a black man. I had mentioned my fantasy once to Lois, many years before. She laughed and asked why I thought she needed more than I could give her. Since I wasn't really serious, I didn't pursue the idea.At 50 I was not the lover I had once been. I still loved sex, but I couldn't pound it to my wife like I used to. Not that Lois ever complained. We had a good marriage. As I thought about it, watching them.