"Oh fuck. He's so good. Jesus, you're so BIIGGGGG! Oh, god, Bryan, he knows how to fuck!" As he started pounding deeper with her urgings, she looked u... at me and laughed. "He's so fucking much bigger than you, you little piece of shit. He knows how to fuck. Watch him get me off, you worthless fuck. Pull that cock out of me and let the little boy see what a man's dick looks like." The black k** laughed and pulled his huge dong out of my wife's cunt with an audible popping sound. He stood up on. I had never told anyone about my deepest desires to anyone, but telling them to her was easy, so natural that they just came out as a perfectly natural part of the conversation.Of course we both knew that we were lesbians and heavily into bondage. We wouldn't be here if that wasn't the case. But I told her everything. I told her about my childhood games which involved tying up my friends or me being tied up by the very same friends. I told her how it was difficult to face those friends after. They were magnificent and two flags flew on top of the iconic landmarks. While she was staring at the towers, she wasn't looking where she was going, and as she idly gazed, she felt something in front of her and then a tumbling sensation. Sarah was about to hit the concrete.The teenager frantically scrambled for a rail or handle but there was nothing and as she hit the ground with a thud, looked to see what had caused to fall. Half-a-dozen concerned faces looked over her, asking if she was not. “But he is waiting for us”The rest stop on the other side of the highway where he went to wait for us was larger but more secluded. It was a better place to be naughty and the look in my sweet wife’s eyes told me she was ready to be really naughty. When we got to the other side, Ana indicated a shadow sitting at a table on a little knoll across the lot from us. There were trees near the tables up there and the whole area was very dark and bathed in shadows. I told Ana to go first; I would.