I tried to change position to accept his cock more easily but couldn'tand when he pulled out and thrust into my throat again I startedpuking a little....I kept my lips tight around the shaft but my mouthfilled with my partially digested dinner and sour stomach juices andmy cheeks puffed out, but except for a very small amount that I couldfeel on my chin I swallowed the rest back down.Ed quickly said, "Do you want to stop?" But I mumbled, "Nnn nnn," andthe black guy resumed fucking my throat, but. ..feeling, exploring---two hands, ten fingers--not the rough hundred handed boy--I was still aflame with the moment, nipples hard and sensitive to my touch, my flesh had goose bumps but I petted myself down, smoothing my tummy and my little hairs..calming, soothing. I sat at the edge of my bed, still catching my breath, the house quiet, the front door double locked. My thighs were so very smooth but my hands were setting me on fire. I couldn't keep them off myself and petted and wetted and. " Let's see what we have here." She can't take her eyes off my face. She stood there, petrified, as I slipped my hand down the front, into her panties. " Wet," I declared. A jolt ran through her as my finger brushed across her clit. " No," she whispered. " Please." She couldn't move. Her arms hung at her sides, useless. Her knees locked. I let go of her hair and pulled her panties down to the floor. She trembled. I gave her a little shove and she collapsed onto the bed, legs splayed open.. This is something that wasn’t discussed, but it seems to be relaxing me and I am enjoying very much, being apprehensive yet horny before coming up to your room with my husband who is still sitting back and watching in total amazement, and fully erect and horney finally getting to see his fantasy come true, me with another man, you being the man. As the tub fills to about where it is full, you get up and shut the water off, and turn the jets on, coming back and sitting next to me, you whisper.