He wasn’t wearing under pants. I felt his cock stiffen, but he pushed my hand away. “Later, my little white slut, later…” He said, kissing me....Then he addressed to Victor, who was sitting in the sofa.“Tomorrow we are having a party here. So you, cuckold hubby, get the beers and some food. You can stay and watch my friends fuck your wife…”Victor nodded in silence.“Now babe, you can suck my dick in front of your useless husband…”I fell on my knees in a flash, pulling his cock out of his trousers;. Yes, I will marry you. I love you."We fell asleep in each others arms.From then until 1999, it could be said that our marriage was made in heaven. He would come up behind me, cup my breasts in his hands, kiss me on the neck, as he said, "You know what Mary Jo? I'm the luckiest man alive."I would turn to kiss him as I said, "yes, you are."While having sex, he would tell me, "you love your sex. If my peter ever wears out, I'm in big trouble."Kidding, I would respond. "Yes, I do love it so. Of. The way she was arranged you could tell that if she was wearing panties at all they must be thong type, because you could see all of her left butt cheek from the dark crack and all the way down her shapely leg. On her feet, she wore high-heeled slippers with color-coordinated feather decorations. One of her hands was up at her mouth and her puckered lips were aimed across her palm, offering the viewer a delightfully 'blown' kiss."I never seen Jenny looking like that." said Vicky."No. And this. When my orgasm had settled and Curtis had finished licking all my juices up he looked at me to see what to do next and I just looked at that rock hard piece of meat, he understood and put my legs onto his shoulders then he rubbed his tip onto my clit before pushing his dick all the way into my wet pussy. I moaned and so did he as he started to pound me hard. He groaned and moaned as my body rubbed against the sheet, I begged for him to go hard and he complied once again. Soon he pulled out and.