"Dancing with the Stars!" Leticia screamed, breaking a long silence. "You're that soap star, Kelly something." Monaco." Kelly told her with a bit of a... unseen blush."Yeah, Kelly Monaco, that's right." Leticia said "Oh Darlin', my husband, and his brothers are in love with you. They watched every episode of that damn show, just to see you and them damn big tits of yours"And while Kelly's blush may have been invisible in the darkened car she couldn't avoid the burning of her flesh, "Thank you,". “I’m just going to get you wet anyway.” she giggled, her hand coming between the both of us and holding my stiffening prick, lifting it up and down, pressing my helmet between the soft folds of her pussy.“Oh fuck.” I mouthed, letting the towel drop down my face and onto the sodding floor, my hands grabbing at her hips, spinning and pressing her against the wet tiles. She looked at me seductively, her hand still grinding my cock up and down between her pussy, her mouth opening slightly and her. That huge black dong lodged in my wife's tiny white pussy-- her pussy that was so tight, even for me, with my average white dick. His cock on the other hand, was positively stretching her to the max, her lips gripping his dark meat tightly. He pulled it back out to the tip, and she gasped, and then after just a moment, he pushed back into her pussy, f*rcing in 2/3rds of his member now. She let her legs open wider, and softly slid her hands up around his sides, til her palms were on his muscular. ”“Yeah sounds like a creep to me. Could have been worse though.”“How so?”“Well he could have posted it and your boyfriend could have found it and watched it.”She starts laughing. “You’re right. It’s a good thing I don’t have a boyfriend and that I deleted it. Once something hits the net it’s on there for good. Just ask any celebrity who has a sex tape.”Our order came and we ate while joking around with each other. Anyone watching us could tell we really were enjoying ourselves. After dinner I.