We stood groping each other for a minute then I pulled her towards the end of the walkway where there was a hidey hole, probably used to shelter soldi...rs way back when, it was at the end of the balcony and hidden slightly. When we got into there I pulled her into me again and kissed her deeply as one hand roamed her front the other cupped her butt cheeks. I started to undo her shirt and once enough buttons were undone reached in and pulled her black bra down to expose those gorgeous tits and. But at last my conscience got the better of me and I wished to give him relief. And I wished to see him, finally, entirely naked. ‘Oliver darling’ I said, standing up ‘kindly remove your trousers for me.’ He removed his boots first, and then slowly slid his trousers down. His member was at full mast – it bobbed a little as it was released from its fabric enclosure. I looked at it for long moments – it was larger than my late husband’s, the only other engorged male organ I had ever seen. Once. I told her whatever she was willing to try that I was good with it too. A couple days later she said she wanted to try sex with a black to see what the hype was about that her girlfriends are always talking about. So I reluctantly decided to go for it and we got online and met a nice clean gentleman from about 300 miles away and we decided to meet halfway. After swapping pictures the wife was very interested with his physique and the size of his tool. We had dinner and met at a pretty nice. Her arms linked behind my neck. I had one hand on her back and I stroked the side of her face with my other hand. She sighed into my mouth as we continued to kiss deeply and slowly, our tongues dancing around each other. My hand slid down her back until it was resting on the top of her ass. She was wearing her usual shapeless work pants, which, with her belt fastened, were stopping me from exploring further. My cock was rock hard and straining against my jeans, months of pent-up sexual.