Janet was becoming "Africanized."Perhaps it was because of her husband not making love to her in over a year. She had almost given up on sex except fo... a dildo she had purchased recently. A white dildo yet she had seen the large black dildos but had no attraction to black. They were repugnant to her. Now here she was spread eagle with a charcoal black African invading her thighs.The African's cock began spewing into her vagina. The bubbles of sweat shined on his muscular black torso as they. ”” Her hands still hugging him close.We still stood in the entrance hall looking at each other not really knowing what to do next.“Like it Jack?” I asked knowing the answer.“Oh! Yeah! I like it a lot.” Jack commented.“She likes it, too.” I commented softly.“I’ll bet she does!” Jack laughed.Shirley looked down at her feet, blushed then looked up at us again sort of twisting her torso and smiling,“How did you guess?” She asked.“Look at that body.” Jack said smiling.“Nice isn’t it?” I blurted. I was feeling shy and said we both had a good time in bed.J: Say it, Madhan! Don’t be shy. Sex includes all dirty things. It’s a natural thing.I was surprised by her words. She is very comfortable speaking about sex without any hesitation. She is using words like pussy, dick, assfuck like that.I started to share my experience with her. Daily we used to have sex conservation for half an hour.After a month, she told me that “Madhan, my hubby is not fucking well, I am not satisfied with him. My. Heraised his glass and said, "Elle flotte, elle hesite; en un mot, elleest femme." (French for, "She floats, she hesitates; in a word, she's awoman.")Cody had no idea what that meant. She knew elle and femme related towomen in some way. But it was French, it was sexy and she assumed it wasa compliment. As they touched the edges of their plastic hotel cups,they looked into each other's eyes and the temperature in the room rosea couple of more degrees.Cody was so locked into Justin's dark eyes.