As I left the restroom I paused for a moment to take a closer look at what all was going on in the room. As I was there my eyes became accustom to the...light letting me see all that was going on. I will just say that it was what you would imagine what would be going on during group sex. It was to say the least a very stimulating site. I had an urge to join in on the fun but decided I should instead return to where Linda was and rejoin her and Dave. As I was walking out of the room I noticed. He had half-expected William to explode when he shoved his cock up his arse, but the guy had fucked him back just as hard. As much as he had enjoyed it, he was ashamed at what he had done to his friend. He had left before William realised who had screwed him.William had become even more belligerent about gays after the incident and Hue could only blame himself. As much as he would have liked to, he never approached William in a sexual manner again. He was also careful to keep his male. I would go into her bedroom get undressed, lay in her bed and patiently wait for her sweet blond pussy to fuck. I know that she really did not want her neighbors or relatives to know she was fucking a Black guy, so everything was always on the lo late at night. As the years went on her dysfunctional brothers and sister and degenrate son became a nuisance to our fuck sessions since they started living with her on and off from 2004 to the present. So our sexual ride came to an end in 2007 around. She was ready to serve herself; she wanted other men adoring her. And with it, getting a ticket out of her small town and away from her husband. The invitation was very promising, as she investigated the candidate that had sent her the invite and after digging around the paying sites to get information on this person, she found out he was the ball player Jim Oester, a baseball legend. The meeting was in a hidden little bar in Boston, which was not far from her home. She wore a cute pink shirt.