As we continue to kiss ever more passionately, I rub his cock gently with my flat open palm, my fingers tracing its length, impressed by what feels li...e a nice thick girth. I feel my own juices start to flow as my anticipation rises… Breaking from the kiss, I turn my back to him and slowly gyrate my arse against his manhood, revelling in the sensation. His hands come around my body, at first just underneath my breasts, before slowly and gently cupping them. Becoming increasingly amorous now, he. I've seen you in your swim suit so I know."Then Crissy sat up, looked me straight in the eye and nervously asked, "But - I mean, what about my big bottom?" Oh Crissy, Shhhhhh... Your bottom is NOT big."She seemed so sad as she asked, "But Michael, why am I so ashamed about my - my bottom?"It made me feel so heartbroken to hear my sister so upset about her body, she is just so beautiful, and for some reason she just doesn't let herself believe what's true - that she is pretty, and her butt isn't. They all weren’t all bad things. In fact, I was fortunate to have that life and be able to provide it for my family. But the same kinds of things I did for Kathy as I did for Andrea — like surprising her with concert or show tickets, overnight and weekend getaways, or even just a day at the spa — were expected, assumed and taken for granted. With Andrea, they were the kinds of things that put a gleam in her or made her want to have sex with me after a night on the town. Even a random phone call. Everyone there could see that my slutwhitewife was going to be used by this black man. After awhile she turned to me and said "We have to go somewhere because I have to suck his cock NOW".Michael said he knew the manager at an adult bookstore not far from there and we could probably play there.We went there and when we walked in there were 5 or 6 guys hanging around and some of them knew Michael. We browsed around for a few minutes while Michael talked with the manager and his buddies. Then he.