I could hear her mother in the background. ‘I’ll call you back’, she whispered. I had long forgotten the frustrations of dating a teenager, bu... sure enough, later she called me and whispered she was sitting on her bed. I resisted the temptation to moan, but couldn’t help imagining her. ‘Sorry,’ she whispered, ‘I don’t want my parents to hear me speaking English’. ‘Why not?’ ‘I don’t want them to know I am dating a white guy’. ‘Are we dating?’ And the moment my thoughts slipped into spoken. ”“I told you it is an obstacle course.”A few more yards up the mountain and a mountain biker comes racing down the hill. As he passes Carol, he calls out, “You are crazy.” He thinks he sees a couple of road bikes. People here have no clue what cyclocross is.At the top of the mountain, we stop to take in the view. I ask, “Do you want to sit and enjoy the view or do you want to get on with it?”“Hell no. We are going. I didn’t carry the bike all the way up here to be miss prissy and sit on my. She positioned her pussy and ass right over her husbands face as Zack came in behind her. Trish’s pussy was only inches from Mark’s face as Zack pushed his big cock back inside her. Trish cried out as Mark watched Zack’s huge cock fuck his wife. Zack ordered Mark, “I want you to suck on your wife’s pussy while I fuck her!” Mark raised his head up off the bed a few inches as his he began to lick on Trish’s pussy again. She cried out even louder as a wave of energy went through her body as Zack. Little did she know that I actually craved to have sex with a man. Earlier in my life, before being married, I had experimented with gay sex a few times as a teen.As it so happened, my wife and I were returning home from a movie, it was about 1:00am and she wanted to go park somewhere and give me a blow job like we use to do before we were married. I guess the film got to her, whatever it was I did not mind a bit. We went to a park a little out of our neighborhood, we pulled to a dark spot and.