She saw the penny drop and Sue’s eyes light up as she realised the plan. She hurriedly stripped and made her way to the head of the bed, positioning...herself with a giggle over Kris’ obliging face. Helen smiled as she returned to the task at hand. He was locked in, now she just had to time his cumshot. For Kris, thanks to his cock getting an enthusiastic workout, combined with his new, noise cancelling ear phones in the shape of Susan’s thighs, he never heard George walk in through the front. "Mickey was in the pool, her head between the blonde's legs and a fully erect penis in her mouth, I'd never seen anything like it before, I was absolutely mesmerized,"Hi Dave" the blonde laughed, "I'm Cherie and I'm sorry if I'm not quite what you expected" She held out a well manicured hand, her voice was feminine, her breasts were full and firm and her body was flawless, my sister was obviously well taken with her as Angie was with Cherie's girlfriend in the pool."You've met Linda" Angie took. My hand lands on skin. Male skin. I can tell because of the fuzz of hair against my fingertips. The man must be prostrate. I understand that when my hand is lead to his expectant rod. Hands squeeze my breasts through the silk of my blouse, making the nipples harden and swell with desire. There is hot breath on my neck. A hand is touching the inside of my thigh, where stocking gives way to skin. There is a voice, masculine.“Do you think she’s ready to sit on that cock?”“There’s only one way to. I was not sure why. A few years after we got married I started telling her I wanted to watch her make love with a black man. She was a prude back then and wanted to be faithful and got pest off that I even would bringing it up. I would bring it up every six months to a year with the same results. I would get porn for us to watch with black men with white girls and I would by black sex toys to use on her. Then about a year something changed and she seemed open to the idea. She asked how we would.