Each time I gladly sucked his cock until he shot his load in my mouth and each time I would have an orgasm. As much as I was enjoying myself I wanted ...ore.I continued to chat with men that I met on the internet. For the first time in my life I was being pursued by men. My husband just continued to ignore me. I began to wonder if he was fucking around on me. While one part of me wanted to get mad at him the slut in me wanted to meet some new cocks.One night I logged on to my site and noted that. Actually, I wanted to feast on a lovely hot body and satisfy my sexual hunger. But with mummy at home, it was impossible.Mummy helped my wife prepare snacks that would last for a few days without getting spoiled. The food would be a problem in that part of the country. After that we sat chatting, we slept very late that night. In the morning, sleepily I rolled toward my wife, turned her towards me.Her ravishing boobs pushed out of her nightshirt. She rarely wears or wears only minimum clothes. ‘Louise, you are not out of the picture by any means. I think you are very special, and I love making love to you. But I do admit that I sort of like Dorothy Kaiser, too. I wish that there was some way that we didn’t have to coerce her into staying quiet.’ Curled up in his arms, Louise thought over her options. She could give Steve an ultimatum: Dorothy or her. She could let Steve go altogether. Or, she could reluctantly try a compromise and share Steve with Dorothy. She did not want to risk. Soon our warm embrace gave way to roaming hands, grasping and squeezing, caressing. As we kissed passionately, Jim unzipped my short tight skirt and pulled it down, letting it drop to the floor around my ankles. His huge strong hands grabbed at my ass cheeks, naked and exposed; I was wearing the scantiest possible lacy black thong. I couldn't wait; I just had to see it. I tugged at Jim's belt and unzipped his slacks. I had never had a black cock before and just had to see it, to feel it; and I.