When they reach the bed, he lays her gently down on it and stands up to look down at her. “You most certainly are beautiful.”Ursula blushes, watch...ng the old man quickly shed his clothes, leaving them where they fall. He climbs onto the bed and lies down over her, capturing her lips with his in a soul searching kiss. When he teases at her lips with his tongue, the girl opens willingly to him, moaning against his mouth and feeling his erection pressing against her leg. “Fuck me, Dave,” she gasps. His cock was sort of twitching as he came three, no four, times. He tried to pull away several times before he succeeded. I could feel his deposit seeping out of me. I again pleaded to be let loose. “Sorry Rachael but my other dog wants you too” said Adele and the next thing the second dog mounted me. Again, to my shame, I moaning as he too found my already tortured pussy and began to hump me. Again I felt his cock growing inside of me. “Oh yes, good boy” I groaned as all pretence of decorum. “It’s unquestionably erotic, but to tell you the truth I thought at first that it was just another take on a very tired cliché. The black stud - white wife - weak, white cuckold thing has been done to death, after all.”He frowned. He didn’t appear upset by my honest response, more concerned, already considering what he might have done wrong or could have done differently. “You think it’s too much of a stereotype? Banal?”“I did at first, like I said. As you went on and the three of them got. .. The extra bedroom suite, bureau of drawers etc... but only the essentials that I would need! I had no need to try and take anything that wasn't mine, but just to get out of there.As sort of an after thought I called my dog, Blackie to come with me. I hadn't done much thought on this and didn't have but an apartment to keep him in, but I had no thoughts about letting him stay with Al. Blackie was my sole form of companionship during the first few days of my separation and I often cuddled up.