For the next several minutes I sent lash after lash across her back as she knelt there absorbing the blows with a slight whimper now and then. "So you...like black cock whore?" I asked It took her a few seconds, "Yes my love" she began "Your fuckin' whore likes fuckin' black cock" she added "Your fuckin' whore likes the taste of a fuckin' black cock and likes a fuckin' black cock fuckin' my fuckin' white cunt" she then said and I again resumed whipping her back. I loved hearing her talk so dirty. Now that she had gone this far, she wanted to touch it. Just once, so she would know what it—he—felt like.She brushed her forefinger against the tip. The mushroom cap.After a few seconds it twitched and she snatched her hand away, breathing hard. It looked bigger.Where the courage came from, how she found herself straddling him, she would never be able to say. For once, her gangly limbs came in handy so that she could perch without touching him, her dress puddled around her waist and her. I took a deep breath as he lowered himself on top of her. I silently gasped as watched Mark's large cock disappear into my wife's pussy. Julie then gave out the longest moan as she took in all 8 inches of his manhood! Instead of feeling jealous, I felt overjoyed as I watched his big cock penetrate my wife. I became fascinated that Mark was enjoying intercourse, something I will never experience again. To my surprise, I discovered it was more exciting for me to watch intercourse then to have. "Everything's going to be all right."That seemed to calm the excited woman down a little. She sat down on the couch, picking up the blouse she had dropped to the floor earlier and wrapped it around her naked form."Michael, get something to pick up that glass," Karyn said as if it was the most natural thing in the world.Automatically, the eighteen year old obeyed, stepping back into the kitchen. His mind, however, was racing. His Aunt was also into women, ... and with the Minster's wife no less..