I saw her slide her hand under her boney hip and I felt the tension around her sex quiver as she touched herself. Slowly I pulled back and I saw the s...ears and streaks of red in the thick clear fluids that coated my shaft as I pulled a little back. “That’s it Abbie, rub your clit, you know what that is?” She nodded with a slight whimper. “Good! Because here we go.” I pushed in what I had already pulled out plus maybe an inch and again luxuriated in that divine unfolding of her tightness. I know. I offered that it seemed like this was a great place for an adventure -- away from home and moral strictures, a chance to try the forbidden. "Yeah, but what about the white married women?" I didn't have an answer there, beyond maybe that the adventure thing still held and maybe they weren't getting what they wanted at home. "But what about their husbands HELPING!" I hadn't figured that out. Dinner came and we ate a little. "Would you want me to have a Black guy?" I thought for a moment. "I'm. He was eye fucking me in my stretch tank top and cutoff shorts and I explained that I was happy our new furniture was getting delivered. About that time the truck pulled up and these two college age guys get out of the truck with no shirts on dripping with wet beads of sweat. I cut my conversation off with John and told him I need to show these guys where to put the furniture. I take them in the house and show them where to put the stuff all the while they were checking me out. I was checking. Started unzipping my pants & took my hard erect dick out & started sucking it again. This time he was sucking it more aggressively like a pro. I enjoyed it so much that I was about to cum again in his mouth, but, he stopped. He grabbed my dick in his hand, stood up, pulled me with my dick & made me walk towards my bedroom.I enjoyed so much that I forgot my sexuality. I started thinking that a guy knows very well to handle a dick then a girl. I then started understanding that maybe I would be a.