She gave it no thought as it slid off of her shoulders and onto the floor. It was her sole garment and she approached Henry totally naked with cat-lik... smoothness of motion from her delicate bare feet to her short Afro. She was devoid of hair below her neck and Henry knew from experience that the dark chocolate-colored skin was as silky smooth as it looked.Tiffany had never been embarrassed by wearing revealing garments in public or nothing at all where it wouldn't get her arrested. Nor was she. I turned slightly so I could see my Husband sitting in the stuffed armchair watching us intently. Just then the second guy who was sitting on the bed, pulled my head back so he could kiss me, his hand roughly mauled my size 'B' tits. This rough treatment only added to the juices between my legs and pushed me over the edge. The guy between my legs stimulated by my orgasm started to come with a grunt. Soon after he rolled off, leaving an emptiness deep within me, the second guy moved between my. Of course this fantasy accompanied me throughout my life and development and when I grew enough and knew what sex is and that I could enjoy orgasms; my experience with the tailor evolved to her giving me orgasms and having sex with each other. At this point you might think my whole idea of sex was this fantasy. But this is completely false; this fantasy only helped me to be more creative and eager to learn about sex and of course to try it. Now I must say something important: I don't believe in. Then I saw my mother getting dress. My mother saw me watching her, So she called me in and asked me if I like what I saw. I hesitated to answer her as my heart was pounding and she said in a sexy voice, “O I know you liked what you saw!” As she closed the door. She then undressed me and she saw my long hard cock throbbing heavy. Then she told me to undress her while some juices poured from my cock. Mom said “Fuck me, Rich. Give my pussy the strongest pounding you can. Pleeeeeze!”She then layed.