Dono aamne samne rehte hone ke bavjhud hum kabhi kabhi chating karte jab unke pati ka laptop uske pass hota.pehle to mere man me koi galat khyal nahi ...ha lekin ek din jab wo unki gallery me aayi to me apni gallery me khada tha aur bahar 1 beautiful girl chali ja rahi thi to mene bhabhi ko masti me keh diya bhabhi us ladki se meri friendship karao na aap to use janti ho aap jo bolengi me wo karunga unhone kaha thik he try karungi us din sham ko jab hum mile to mene bhabhi se pucha bhabhi aapne. I had to be sure so I went to the store and bought some tests. I took 3 of them and they were all the same. I was pregnant. We hadn’t been to any swinger parties and my husband was fixed so that meant one thing. I was pregnant with the black strangers baby. There was no doubt in my mind. I spent the rest of the day alone thinking about my situation and the choices I had. That evening when my husband came home after dinner I told him we needed to talk. I just came out and said it. I was. He’d definitely be a real looker in high-heels!We started with some cardio, moving alongside each other on treadmills and ellipticals, six huge breasts bouncing and undulating in their own little orbits as we worked up a sweat. Poor Annabelle can never run for long, even with the tight double-reinforced sports bra she favored; there was just too much bounce and soon she was watching from the sidelines, massaging her mammoth Q-cups gingerly.Then we hit the weights and the fun really started.. “I watched the Jessica and Megan video, you piss all over me just like you did to them. I like the kinky stuff, remember?”With my cock now desperate to piss, there was no arguments, and I directed my shaft over the singer as I finally let go of the build-up of urine. She directed me to piss all over her body and I duly obliged, giving a golden shower to Rihanna, as she took the last few drops in her mouth. With my piss finished, she rubbed her body, licked her hands and grinned at me.“That was.