Oliver was still excitedabout our kitchen encounter, and he was first to move. He comes to me,took the tray from my hands, and removed my blouse and t...e bra. Theroom becomes silent as my huge breast hangs free. Oliver squeezed mybreasts and open his fly once again.I wasn't fighting this time. All I wanted is to get over with it. Itightened my huge lips around his shaft and sucked as best I was able.I used my hand to stroke base of the cock and touched his scrotum,hoping he will come quickly.. I barely could whisper: “Markus, you have the biggest black cock I have ever had in my asshole”He smiled and said he knew it; he knew that a lot of women did not want to be butt fucked by his black cock…Victor said: “Honey, he's so fucking big! I can't believe that thing fucked your asshole"And addressing to Markus, he added: “From now on, Markus, my wife`s ass is yours whenever you want it”I smiled and then slipped down from the bed and approached my dear husband. I mounted him in a lap dance. You do taste so good. Your pussy not only looks amazing it tastes amazing." He watched her lick the cum off the vibrator. He had specially chosen it as it was close to his size and he liked seeing her play with the life size cock. He was a large man with a twelve inch thick cock. He needed a lot of sex. He fucked his wife three times at night then at work he had Peg put on her sex show before her fucked her. Some times he just brought her in and had her strip and fucked her as he bent her over. Of course, she arched her back to thrust out her chest. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly.I bent down to take off my skivvies. When I stood up, she gasped. "Eight inches?" she asked, grinning. "Eight and a half, but who's counting." "Holy shit!" I bent down and grabbed her shirt. It was a woman's shirt, but looks like a man's long sleeve white dress shirt. "Is this expensive?" I asked, grabbing it like we were in a fight. "Yes, it's from Italy." I yanked the shirt apart, buttons flew and.