I asked if he was a good lover. Ana laughed and then she stripped off, to show me what the black bastard had done to my sweet wife’s body.She had lo...e bites all over her tits and on the inside of her thighs. Her buttocks were red, with some scratches on her delicate skin and her pussy lips looked swollen. Worst of all, Anita claimed he had fucked her five times during all night long and he had made her suck him off another three times.The bastard had told Ana now she would be his cock sucking. "That was great, baby," they would say, then they would log off. Every night they would come to me, and the same thing would happen. I undressed them, sucked them, they came, and went. They said they were my master, but we both knew better. They had fallen for "Autumn" my sexual counterpart who would attach herself to them and make them beg for more. But I made a mistake. I fell in love. He will be called Monster. Monster was from my home town, but he was older than me by a few years. I wasn't. Embarrassment. Shock. Guilt. Even disgust. But I also felt arousal. And lust. So I stood there watching, not saying a word. Part of me envisioned him reaching out to grope my breasts or tear my clothes from my body and ravage me. Maybe he’d grab me by my hair and force me to my knees to make me take it in my mouth. But he simply stood there looking me up and down, stroking his enormous black cock. I assume he was running through scenarios of his own in his head. It only aroused me even more to. “Soooo, shall we smoke some weed?” I ask after a long awkward silence.“Hell yeah!” Sofia says. Her face lights up like the fourth of July with a beautiful smile. This girl is totally on my level. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Lashun replies, as she nervously bites her lip. “Oh come on Lashun, basketball doesn’t even start for a few more months. Live a little.” Sofia responds with an agitated sigh. “Yeah don’t be a wuss!” Trini says. “It’s just weed. It’s not going to kill you or anything”.