Without saying a word, he pulled out of me, and motioned for me to stand beside his desk. Once again was back where it all began. Talk about going aro...nd the world. “Are you ready to get fucked? “I thought that was what we were doing!” He laughed and shoved his dick back inside me. It did hurt a little, but it wasn't as bad as before. In fact, I liked the way it felt to be dominated by him. He slammed his fat dick in and out of me over and over, and I could feel and hear his balls slapping. Slowly they slid down to my already wet pussy, and started rubbing the folds, pushing them aside till they found my clit, and while one hand moved back and forth on my clit my other was slowly fingering my hole, faster, and then coming back up to my mouth to taste the juices that were flowing, I love the taste of my pussy. Caressing my breasts and back down to finger fuck my pussy as my hands worked faster I finally came “Ohhh... god yes.....” Then after a few minutes of stroking myself down. We go inside and sit at a booth. I ordered two drinks and told my wife I would be right back as I left. On my way back I see Jan talking to two black men. I sit down and the two black men don’t blink an eye as my wife starts showing them her breast as the top of her dress starts to slip. Looks like my wife is letting me know what she wants to do and plans on doing it in front of me. My dick was getting hard. My wife's nipples were coming out and I saw two black hands reaching down to touch. Time flew by for the lovebirds and soon they found themselves on a strange footing. Brent would spend his nights in the barracks with his eyes open looking at a picture of her on the ceiling above him. Jessica spent her nights cuddled in her bed looking at his picture on her nightstand. They finally agreed after eight months of being an item that it was right. Her parents on the other hand had far more to say about it. They refused to allow their daughter to marry a man like Brent. It wasn’t.