It’s like trying to ignore the bowl of M&Ms on the receptionist’s desk. You just have to have a few, even though you are not hungry.For her part, ...he would occasionally cup my balls and give my cock a squeeze, usually in playfully covert manner, trying to get a little jump out of me. Then she could giggle. As we toweled off I couldn’t help but wonder about the change Mindy had seemed to make in less than 24 hours. Before she was reluctant and passive. She was allowing me, like we agreed, to do. Before I could say anything, she smiled a dirty, sexy, wicked smile at me and gave me a nod...The black guy response was to open his belt and smile at me. Then my sexy wife pulled down his zipper, grabbed the jeans and got them down. His hard black dick sprung out and hit her face.I saw Anita gasping. She surely discovered that I was right. That black Anaconda was at least nine inches long and was very thick.The cheering at the bar just got louder. Ana kept just looking at that enormous black. “Woah there girl!” she said and quickly grabbed around my waist. Our tummies touching, and our breasts squashing together. She looked me in the eyes and smiled at me, not seeming too concerned about the close proximity. “You can’t be that tired surely? You look in too good a shape to be that unfit, and feeling your tummy and waist you look in great shape. What do you think Christine?” she asked turning. Christine, who was now naked and d****d in a towel, ready to shower, said.“She’s got much. Which she wasn’t, of course.“I think it would be cool to have her pretend to be your mother in public, but have know she’s pretending. In private, she will be your subordinate, your sex slave.”“Dad, I hope I don’t need that second part,” she explained as she rubbed her bare boobs on my arm. “I have ... someone in mind.”“Care to share with dear ol’ dad?” I teased, very much aware my cock twitched at that news.“Not ... yet,” she said. “But I like being able to call her Mom from time to time.”“So.