I just couldn’t help myself. There was something about seeing a big black man fucking a little white girl that just got my dick hard; as it was now ...fter reading that add. As I read on I started to stroke myself imagining some black man hitting on my wife and her flirting back. Her hands running up and down her soft white skin raising little goosebumps as if a cool breeze had just blown by. Her mouth opening to meet his kiss, his hands on her ass rubbing her back and moving up to her shoulders.. “Then take these off” he said as he tugged at my shorts. With shaking hands, I complied. I was now laying naked in a bed with another man for the first time in my life. My body jerked when he took hold of my raging cock. I tried to relax as his fingers and lips explored my body. I didn’t know what was going to happen next. Until now I had wanted to see and touch his cock. At last I was about to do just that. I put my hand on the front of his boxers and slowly rubbed his hardness. With that. From the bedroom I started to observe. I wanted to get the reaction of Neetu, after seeing the album. Neetu came back to collect the dishes and after cleaning the table her hand strike on the album, she picked it up. She started to view the album and her face reaction was telling that she was in shock.She placed the album back where it was. She pulled her mobile and went out to talk. I followed her secretly and tried to hear what she was talking, but her conversation was not clear at all. But. But I can’t be part of it.”Everyone was silent for the rest of the time in the sauna, and then we each showered individually. We went back to my room to get dressed.Joyce finished quickly and straightened up, “I’ll go home now so you two don’t have to drag me along.”“What?!” Kara exclaimed, taking a step towards her. “No!”I was closer, and held her elbow as she’d started to turn, “You’re not going anywhere without us.”“I’m making a mess of things!” she said, tears starting to form in her.