"What's the matter, Son?" Pa asked me. He was very sensitive about the way I felt. Sometimes it almost seemed he knew what I was thinking before I did..."Pa," I began and stopped for a moment to collect my thoughts. "Pa, do Niggers go to heaven?" I blurted out the question and waited for an answer. Inside me, I somehow knew this was a very important question, which went far beyond asking why water boils or how high is up before it becomes down. This was a very basic human question and I was. I want more." Yeah you loved it. Look, you're hard again."I was. My cock was pointing straight out."Can we move this upstairs?"We went to the bedroom, leaving the porn playing downstairs. Tom told me to get on my back and pull my knees to my chest. I hesitated and gave him a puzzled look. "Relax," he said, "I'm not going to fuck your ass."He got onto the bed and slithered up me like I would do if I were going to eat out my wife. I felt his tongue flick out against my ass. He flicked my whole. I needed no further proof that I had been a very naughty girl last night.After wiping the excess sperm from my legs and vulva, I grabbed a pair of panties and donned them to capture any additional semen that would seep from me over the next few hours until I could take a bath. I was still in a state of disbelief. Less than twenty four hours ago, I had only had sexual relations with one man, the man to whom I was married. Now I had the sperm of two men oozing from my vagina. This was more than. In the ten years that we have been married never has there been discussion of me with other men. Bill has never told me that he had a desire to see me with other men. He has never mentioned it as being a fantasy of his.This started a few years back in a dinner club. We were out having dinner one evening and Bill had gone to the rest room. When he returned, he said I want you to spread your legs apart. We were sitting in chairs that where higher than the ones at the bar. I was not wearing.