The parents had left for their date night and had left the two kids home alone again. Tommy was sitting quietly on the couch with the TV on, eager to ...ee what his next lesson was going to be. He thought to himself, while staring numbly at some football pre-game highlights, Whatever was coming next had to be better than the feet.He had to admit, though, that the feet didn’t turn out to be so bad after all. Reminiscing on the reward he received for doing such a good job of it. He was hoping he’d. I looked down as she touched the big wet drop that was on his cock head. She smeared it around the head of his cock with her thumb. "Oh God!" She whispered as she arched her back a little. I had slid a finger inside Anju's pussy and my other hand was slowly rubbing her clit. Anju removed her hand from his cock and slid her hands to rub her own tits. I began to finger fuck Anju with two fingers while the palm of my hand bumped into Anju's clit. I spread my own legs wider and used my left hand. We have always been a very sexual couple but on holiday we seem to push all the boundaries.This year we decided to go to Tobago, the Heat, the music, the rum and the black men. For this year Brian wanted to explore his fantasy of seeing me with another man and for him he wanted to see me with a Black man.I was a little concerned before leaving and was not sure whether I was OK with his fantasy, but as I said the Sun does make me very naughty. When we arrived at the Airport I was getting lots of. "You will address me as Mr. Walters or Sir, Understand?" Cindy looked down and quietly said, "yes sir." Mr. Walters again slammed his fist down and yelled, "WHAT?" For the first time in years, Cindy felt afraid. No one had ever talked to her with such authority. "Yes Sir, I understand" Cindy said. Mr. Walters grabbed Cindy by the wrist and led her to his desk. He sat in his chair just looking at Cindy. "We need to communicate, and I feel this is the only thing you understand." Still holding her.