Wo rotti thi apne bf ko yad karke.Mere galle lg kr rotti thi kyi bar.Mera uske ghr regular ana jana tha.Ek din sham ko hum uske ghr mai baithe the to ...sne mujhe pucha tujhe kbhi pyr ni hua kissi ke sath. To maine bola hua tha bt wo milli ni mujhe.To aise he batto batto mai maine usse pucha tu abb single hai agge ka kya plan .Usne bola teri gf bnne ka plan hai.Maine socha mjk mjk kr rhi hai.Usne bola mai serious bol rhi hu.Fr usne btaya ki wo to mujhe 12th class se he psnd pyr krti hai.Ussne. “Yes. Yes, Mistress, I do.” “Good. Because I am going to blindfold you now, so that I can shed some of these clothes. I am too warm.” I have never seen you naked, and my imagination races. Maybe I shouldn’t have agreed to a second meeting this way. But the first was just so right. We had lunch together, and all through the meal I was mesmerized, gazing into your beautiful eyes. Our chit chat was filled with flirtation, but there was something more. It seemed as if a deep bond took place, even. I looked at the faces of the men surrounding her; their eyes glued to my wife's backside.The music changed and Anita's dance partner spun her round so that she was now facing me. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open and her hair wet as she ground her ass back into the black guy's crotch. The black man had a grin on his face that threatened to split it in two and impossibly it seemed to grow wider as he leaned forward slightly, slipping his hands underneath Ana's dress…My wife reached back and. She arched her back even more now opening and offering herself to him. He placed the head of his cock at her opening and easily slid his cock all the way back into her. She was already nicely stretched and wet for him. As he slid back into her she once again raised her head and cried out as the hard thick shaft buried itself totally in her. Holding her hips he then rammed her from behind for another good 5 minutes. Her whole body shook with each thrust from him. Each time he would hit bottom.