"But what about their husbands HELPING!" I hadn't figured that out.Dinner came and we ate a little."Would you want me to have a Black guy?"I thought f...r a moment. "I'm not sure. I had a real rush oiling you up in public. I was very proud of your poise and how beautiful you are (she sniffed in rejection of the compliment). As to being with another guy, I don't know. Probably not. Maybe. I guess if you wanted to as long as it didn't change our relationship. As an adventure. Here. But I'm not. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth and played with my tongue at the same time. I loved the feeling of her exploring my mouth while she slid her hands over my torso. She acted in desperation, as though she hadn’t had sex for a long time, grabbing my hand and pulling it between her legs. “Touch me!” she begged. I slid my hand up to her soaking panties and felt her pussy through the material while we continued to kiss. She writhed about, fumbling with the fly of my jeans. Within seconds, she. However, as the dark evening descended and most of the guests went inside I found myself alone in the hot tub and I noticed this guy looking at me. He was absolutely gorgeous, just my type broad shoulders, short cropped dark hair and absolutely gorgeous legs; you know how I have always had a thing for guys legs. “Anyway, he was having a cigarette and after I had flashed him ‘that smile’ the one that tells a guy I am definitely interested he stubbed out his cigarette and decided to join me in. To uska dhyan apni capri pe gya usne jhat se kambal se apne lund ko dhaka or muskurane lga..Aise e din guzrte rahe or main lund apne saamne hote huye bhi aage ni badh pa rhi thi kyoki man me dar tha ki kahin woh mjhe galat na samjh le or main uski nazro me gir jaaun..Ek din mere pati relatives ke yahan shadi me gye hue the.Sham ko bachhe khana kha ke t.v. Dekhne lge or main or manu doosre kamre me baaten kr rhe the…maine socha aaj k jaisa mauka phir kbhi shayad e aaye isliye jo kuch krna h aaj.