I loved the contrast of his dark skin compared to my wife's very pale skin. I loved hearing her moans and screams with every thrust. I loved seeing h...w turned on she gets hearing him call her a whore and slut. It was one of the longest sessions she's had in a long time and was totally exhausted by the time he came. That's the point where the men would normally leave but he said he had to wait for a taxi. My wife suggested I drive him and just meet her at home. My cock was rock hard and I. She gripped my hips tightly and began to slam into my ass even harder than before, and it went much deeper in this position. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure shooting through my body."Look at that ass, you sure can take a lot of cock. You're a real slut aren't you?" She spanked me emphasizing her point. I couldn't respond my body was being used as a meat puppet and (much to my surprise) I enjoyed it, all I could do was moan."Just imagine I could be a real man back here fucking you." She said. Diana pushed the crowd watching at the door into the room so she could get inside. Ashley's expression showed a great deal of displeasure at the presumption."Outside!" Ashley yelled. Everyone in the crowd, except one woman, got out as fast as they could. The woman who didn't leave had her eyes closed in prayer. I didn't recognize her but I'd seen her around for awhile. I probably should have gotten around to knowing people's names, but I was still hoping a good number would find another person. "I just love the taste of cum" I added and then leaned in and kissed him some more. I had brought a short black nightie to wear and while I put it on Darren put on a pair of pj's and we headed out to the living room to relax. Darren made some drinks and we sat and talked for a while when the conversation turned to sex and Darren asked if I was interested in seeing some of his sex tapes. We sat on his sofa and watched various tapes of Darren and some of the women he had brought back to his.