He wiggled them, seemingly teasing me, knowing what was coming. His coyness came to an abrupt halt when my wife grabbed a handful of his hair and push...d his face into her pussy, then wrapped her legs around his head. In this position, I fucked him. He moaned, moving in the rhythm. He felt amazing, tight, and I felt I was close to orgasm. I wanted this to feel personal. I slid out of him, and from between my wife’s thighs, I heard a moan of discontent. He seemed to lighten up again, however, as. He grabbed my waist, easing me up and down.I heard Hannah whispering, Harvey agreeing, "are you sure," I heard him ask. The answer must of been a nod.I felt a presence behind me, Harvey was there, he spat on his fingers and wet my asshole, pushing in a finger, then two. I gasped. More spit, another finger. My ass was starting to gape. Felt so good, I knew what was coming, so excited, I had used a dildo on my ass plenty of times, and waited in anticipation as Harvey pushed his cock against my. " What small thing is that?"James is my Father?" Your Father!" I couldn't think of anything apt to say. "But Natasha must be only ten years older than you." Eight actually. No, I'm from the previous marriage. Annabelle was my Mother. She died when I was little." Oh, I'm sorry." Don't be. I hardly remember a thing about her. I was only three." Sad, all the same," I said."Never mind all that. Now follow me." She said, taking my hand and leading me off.Hand in hand, we snaked thought the other. Marcus lives in Washington so no luck in seeing him , i am currently writing this from my hotel in Vancouver as i am at our yearly meeting, and i am waiting for Paul , like i mentioned i have seen Paul since the first meeting and have become a slave for his huge black cock, i have only been able to meet up with him once ,the time we did meet since that night , we met chatted for a while then i just had to have him i was dripping , the image of that huge cock kept crossing my mind, once in.