.." The black guy looked at me and he pointed Ana a door to a back room.My wife led the way, swaying her round hips, as the artist followed her, touch...ng her naked buttocks under the mini skirt. Then he looked at me again for the last time, before closing the curtain behind him.After two minutes in silence, I started to hear Anita’s moans and cries behind that heavy curtain. The black man was fucking her passionately. I could hear the mattress noises as they moved on the bed. Ana cried and. Five years ago I fucked a buxom whore at a brothel I used to frequent. I remember her for her very big boobs, the largest that I had ever come across; they were really unnatural. She said jokingly that it was the result of too much of grappling by customers over the years. Anyway, she wore a cotton sari so I made her take off her blouse and wear the sari in the traditional Bengali way; she looked ravishing like that. I laid her on the bed and raised her arms to sniff at her deep set pits.As. He started moving towards car and put me on the car’s front and he fucked me in my pussy and then he cummed on my mouth and I liked it now I was totally is his control but he wasn’t finished yet he didn’t allow me to put my clothes on and he had put his shirt on only.This time he asked me to sit in front with him while he drives the car I was nude in car with he was sitting partially nude next to me he asked me to drink the cum that I already had on my mouth and I began licking it. It tasted. I dried quickly and then turned my attention to my pregnant wife. I rubbed the towel around her body and spent a little too much time drying her tits.“Mick, if you keep shaking them like that they are going to reach down to my knees.”“I just wanted to be sure they were dry.”“They’re dry! Do you want me to dry your nuts like that?”“Um ... no.”“OK. Kiss me and let’s get dressed. I want to be sure that the place is clean, and we have everything we need for tomorrow.”We dressed and then went to the.