Maybe Im an addict. I cant get enough of TJ. I cant get enough of all the black men Danielle brings me. I love black dick. We were at a club, after mi...night, on Valentines Day. I stared right into Danielles face, out in the middle of the dance floor while a black man fucked her from behind. Then another, then another, and another. This married woman was holding her dress up, exposing her ass, letting these men take her from behind one after another all night. I couldnt do it. I didnt have the. After the guy fucking her ass emptied his load into her asshole, the next five guys in a row fucked her in the ass. When the fifth guy pulled his dripping cock out of her ass, her asshole was huge. It was no longer the little puckered eye it had been. Instead it was a round gaping hole inviting the next cock to fuck it. Sometime during this asshole fuck fest, someone had decided to fill my wife’s empty cunt with something. That something turned out to be a Coca-Cola bottle. He had shoved. She tilted her head back and smiled when he reached down to take her throat in a firm grip. He swung the rope to and fro over her bosom and belly, now smacking it viciously into her soft flesh, now trailing it teasingly over her aching nipples, and she rubbed harder at her clit, sliding two fingers deep into the wet folds of her cunt. He tapped her hand lightly and she moved it to grasp the wrist that pinned her, opening her legs even wider and lifting her slim hips up from the mattress to. It was very orderly. I was not the only guy with parents. Suddenly I wasn’t so ashamed.I got back with a cart. All my things were sitting by the curb. My Dodge was parked in the lot ... Grace and Daddy were unloading the station wagon ... Grace’s junk.I will admit she pitched right in ... and her jeans did hug her butt like a second skin. I will also admit that I took offense when some of the males also noticed that tight bottom.Third East ... girls ... girls ... girls ... and more girls ....