I was horrified. How could this be happening? I asked him if we could be excused a minute and he took me towards the bathroom. Before we actually got ...here he shoved me into a bedroom and there was another black man there too! black men and a hubby who lived on the edge with me as his home made slut. He told my hubby to go get the others hed get me ready.Whem I asked what ready meant he told me to think about it. Soon we were joined by the other three black men and I wa s being held by my. After a few minutes of him staring at her ass, Ashley turned around to look at her father, “Is something wrong daddy?”“Um, no, I was just…” was all Scott could manage to get out.Cindy having watched her husband stare at their daughter’s ass, walked up behind the sofa and bend down and said to Scott, “Are you sure your alright baby, because it looked to me that you were staring at our daughter’s ass in that g-string.”Scott for a moment didn’t understand what was going on, then it hit him. His. Actually, I can hear it all happening. I can hear you begging me, begging me in your softest and sexist voice to release youWhy would I place our journey to risk? I suspect you are questioning why I am sharing these things with you now. Simple because I can.You see, this is not about ordinary sex. This is about loving you, a love that takes to go beyond. This is about unfurling your sails into the winds of a hard earned passion.For you, that presents a dilemma, a paradox even.You could not. He had been restlessly preoccupied with work there and endless appointments whats more, thus having terribly little time left to pleasure even just one woman. Right now, he could feel his starved sexual appetites badger and rack him. Go fuck your good-looking wife! Go nail her now! His instincts screeched and induced him. He couldnt do this nevertheless. Just when he had arrived home, a well-known Spanish football league had begun premiering live on nearly all sport channels. He couldnt stand.