He wasn't like most of the guys I've been with,you understand. He was... attentive. And super nice. He was a gentleman,and I have every right to say t...at, cuz us Southern girls know a thingor two about what makes a gentleman. He never wanted to just fuck me andthen walk away as fast as his feet would carry him. There was alwaysmore to him than that. He'd usually bring me flowers, and take me todinner or somethin' fun like that. He'd wake up with me in the mornin'and we'd have breakfast. After. I was Ms. Popularity at school as I knew everyone and they all knew me. During lunch she would get mad when I would walk around the cafeteria socializing. My other friends always said " Why doesn't she want to be around everyone else? Why is she always reading books" they would ask, and I would defend her because she really was my friend. Amanda always bought me gifts. A new diary, all the Donald Goines Editions. a Sony Walkman, She always bought me things. I figured she was rich so I just. I saw her reach over and grab it. I had butterflies in my stomach and wanted to shout out to her that it was not me but something in me just wanted to stay quiet and watch.MY wife quickly turned her pack to the glory hole wall and with her had behind her on the guys dick I saw her slowly positioning his dick toward her pussy. I wanted to stop it but was frozen with passon. I had often fantasized of my wife fucking another guy but though it would never happen because she was so straight laced. I. I asked her if she was my slut she was screaming yes yes am your do what you want to my. i began rubbing her arse hole she didn't want to do anal but she was my slut now and i wanted to be the first in her ass. i slipped a finger in her ass and she said it felt gd and wanted more so i stoped fucking her soaking wet cunt and began rubbing the head of my cock on her ass, i pushed and it popped in she started to scream its too big take it out so i rammed it balls deep and began pounding her tight.