She watched as she mounted the black cock it looked like she was enjoying ever minute of it.Her husband paused the tape, "I have the master copy of th...s tape, now if you don't want your father to see how much you enjoy black men you better be nice to me" he told her.Tears burst from her eyes as she realized that her father would disown her if he ever saw this tape. "Also you better tell your father to forget about you getting a divorce, I think we are going to stay together a long time," he. She started teasing me that I must be feeling lonely at night. I got my queue and told her that she’s been divorced for the last one year and her condition must be pathetic. We both started laughing and I just went ahead and kissed her. She just pushed me back and looked at me and asked me why I did it. Told her that we’re both lonely and we can both keep each other company until the other finds someone. She got offended and asked me to leave. I pulled her towards me and started kissing her and. In December 1998 Susan told me she was moving to Sacramento, California. My Sacramento, we'd finally meet. So what did I do? I freaked.All this time I never thought we'd meet. We talked about fucking each other's brains out and now it might happen. What was I going to do? I wouldn't cheat on my wife, that was just a fantasy. My wife knew I talked to people online. I even suggested to her once while I was drunk we add a woman to our bed. She laughed, commenting that would happen right after we. .. I couldn't get the babes to 'tap my copious supply'. My 'wet-dreams' were literally 'fucking fantastic'. In my dreams, all the cute girls were hot for my young ass. I conjured any movie star I wanted, 'Especially Marilyn Monroe and Martha Heyer (oh God, I loved fucking Martha). They came to me all the time begging me to take off their cloths and fuck their hot sexy bodies. And I never refused giving them what they demanded every time they asked! What a guy! In my dreams, I was a real.