You could see enough of both of their faces to easily tell who they were. She had her top off and he was fondling her breasts. She was doing a great...job. Sandy has big tits and I have always wanted to get my hands on them but never figured out a way to do it. I guess that being her boss was a good way. She is attractive and about 5'5" and not more than 120 pounds with tits that I am sure are D-cups. They did sag a little but I guess that it is hard to hold up all that weight. I pushed. Now I was actually looking forward to meeting him although I was nervous. I prepared dinner with wine and my husband answered the door bell and invited Zola in.I greeted a handsome young African man, the blackest I had ever seen. I thought, "Wow he looked like a real muscular God of something." My heart was beating fast as we sat for dinner. We made small talk and I could not get over how hot Zola looked. We finished dinner and my husband said for us to go to the den and he would do the dishes. Then he moves to her other nipple – the tip, beginning a series of tiny bites. His mouth opens wider to surround the aureole and it sucks. He slides his hand down her front over her belly button and slowly arriving at the hair on her pronounced mound. She feels his rod sticking her above her thigh. Several fingers begin to enter her cunt. She then begins to descend with the man on to the straw tick. She lightly lands on top of the nobleman who is now on his back. Her bottom is between the. "Look girls, I'm an old man, and I need sustenance before you wear me out." They both giggled as Liz started cooking him some eggs.He found himself talking freely about his feeling of having been too focused on the trial, out of shape, unfairly self centered. It was as though a dam of inhibition had broken open, and all the feelings he had locked inside came gushing out. Both women sensed that the shock of last night had changed him in some way. As he wound down from a half hour of confession,.