But Wendy thought as long as I’m not getting hurt and nobody finds out about it, this sick woman can perv over me all she wants!“Good girl Wendy, ...hat’s it. Now come closer. Sit in front of me on my desk.”“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy walked to the desk and sat in front of Miss West. The two women were only two feet apart now. Wendy sat with her knees together, slightly to one side trying to hide her secret parts. Her hands were behind her still. Miss West was sat close to the. My wife just shook her head and said I guess that's as good as its going to get. She thanked them and Becky kissed her on the lips very passionately. One the way home I asked my wife if she knew ahead of time that the guy was going to be black? She said yes, that Becky picked him out special because he is well hung and a very gentle. He loves being the first black cock to stretch married white pussy. I asked if she felt stretched? She said I'm sure I am. He had to force his cock into me. I said. .. into fucking her! What the hell else?"l do shock you, don't I?" she said rather than asked, "And you're wondering about my husband, too... but don't. We have a rare understanding that permits these little affairs though I don't like having to beg this way; but sometimes a woman, a sensuous woman like myself does have to resort to desperate measures to get what, or whom she wants."She slipped her arm around his neck, her thigh and hip pressuring down meaningfully onto his still half-erect. "Sorry," said Tom. Suddenly he knelt in front of me and removed any barrier between his mouth and my cock. His blow job blew me away. I staggered to the bed, barely able to stand. He finished me in seconds.Watching Devi and Tracy enjoying each other's bodies on the bed, moving slowly over every possible erogenous zone until they reached their erotic centers forming a sixty-nine, Tracy coaxing Devi to orgasm, Tom kept stroking my penis and his hand and the vision in front of me made it stiffen..