This time, I also felt something different. She has improved. Her bare foot was rubbing against me, unlike last time, because then it was her foot wit... her slipper which was rubbing against me. Damn! This was much better than the last time, really. What makes a man feel more comfortable than a live woman? Nothing!while she was rubbing her left leg against me, she also started rubbing my back of neck with her right hand which was totally freed by now, and once I finished rubbing her left hand. .(be nice to me please lol)My wife june informed me, we were having her nephew daniel over for the weekend, oh great i thought, a weekend of this little prick. Daniel is an 11 year old who grates on every nerve in my body, it's always about him, no one else exists, unless of course hes getting money, sweets etc you know the type. Friday evening about 7pm he gets dropped off, and the wife is gushing cuddles and hugs on him, where i on the other hand just look up from the tv and say hey dan u. "It was a couple of days later that she told me that her lover was coming over to join us that evening. When she had said 'threesome' all along I had assumed that she meant it would be another man, maybe the man I had seen her with at the motel. I was shocked when I opened the door and there was this black lady, an inch or so shorter than me but, how can I say, just like me, a little on the heavy-set side. She look me up and down as if I was something the cat dragged in before saying, 'Hi, I'm. "Sweet Jesus," I moaned as she slowly gobbled up seven, then eight inches of my thick cock before finally choking on the sheer size of it.She slid my wet shaft back out of her mouth, sucking her saliva in as she pulled away from the head. A thin string of spittle dribbled from her chin making her look like a porn star goddess. "I don't think Jesus has anything to do with this," she said with a smile and a wink. "Do you?"I looked out again at the congregation as they took their seats. What a.