He almost sounded as if he was in pain. What in the world was he doing here, in front of the paintings no less? And why? Surely he did not do this eve...y time he planned to meet with her? The thought simultaneously sickened and amused her. She bit her lip to keep from giggling. She looked at his prick. She couldnt help it. The engorged head appeared shiny in the lamplight. Surrounded as it was by the blue velvet lining of his breeches and the gold-fringed hem of his coat, it put her in mind of a. "Can I aim it?" she asked as she stepped up beside me, looking down at my dick curiously."Sure. Try not to get the floor." She snickered and gripped me lightly. "Here goes." I let the piss flow out with a sigh. She squealed delightedly and pointed it around in the bowl. I put an arm around her companionably while I went wee wee. Her tits sticking into my side were distracting, but I'd let a cousin of mine do this one winter so she could try and write her name in the snow when we were five or. ‘Yeah, oh yeah don’t stop baby I’m gonna cum, oh shit daddy I’m gonna cum’ she was screaming as her pussy got event tighter, twitching and pulsing around my dick. ‘Oh shit that’s it baby, cum all over that cock, cum all over daddy’s big black cock’ I moaned as I pounded through her orgasm. It took everything I had not to coat her pussy in my nut again as her tight lil cunt squeezed on my dick but I wanted her asshole and I was gonna fucking take it. She was collapsed against the desk trying to. ‘Enjoyed the pix very much. Would love to fuck your wife for you’. The words hung with me. I even posted an introduction on a Cuckold forum. Detailing how I was in the process of introducing my wife of six years to a UK bull. The response was terrific. People from all over offered support. Questions as far ranging as whether I would let her fuck without birth control to how we had come to this point in our relationship. Of course my mailbox had messages from other black, British men who,.