I came again as he sucked my breasts,biting them and pulling my nips with his white teeth,licking them with his pink tongue. I felt like digging my fi...gernails into his chest but refrained. GOD it felt soo good. Whew. Not sure if it was the fact it was taboo in my circle, or the tequila or my anger at my boyfriend, but I was fascinated with his blackness and huge tool.I kissed him and slowly rolled off of him thinking that was it, but he got up and pulled me over and had me on my knees and. "Uh, uh, uh," with ever stroke you grunt. These are not moans or gasps but deep grunts. You roll over on your knees. Head on the bed, ass in the air. You arms are wrapped around your knees. "Fuck me, please fuck me, make me come." I slowly push harder, and you lean into my hand, moving your body back and forth mirroring my rhythm. Your knees are spread wide. Your grunts as quick and shallow, I know you are close. I whisper for you to hold on, to let it ride a little longer. I feel you let. Lol. One of them was a big black dick and I could barely get my mouth around it. Tommy got VERY excited when he saw me handle it. I have only screwed one black man but dumb ass doesn’t know about that. The guy was fucking huge. Maybe I will do another one…of course, you know I will tell you about it. Thomas sucked the first one I sucked when the guy came into the neighboring booth. It was strange seeing the man I married getting down on a cock like that. Who knows who the guy is but he came in. It is the demon that screams that I am a second class woman, incapable of keeping and satisfying a man. I am an unworthy slut that is only fit for low life scum. I cringe at the thought, and try to bury it, but it will still not go away. I look at my life with you and see the love in your eyes as a friend, but I do not see the look of my soul mate. The one who adores me and makes me his woman in every manner of possession that is possible. I want to be that woman for you; I must be that woman.