Finally, in the utter silence left from her statement of fact I croaked, "W-what are you talking about?" I tried to sound incensed, but it was a halfh...arted attempt at best.She didn't say anything. I was facing away from Sandy when her hand snaked into my sleeping bag over my hip from behind, I almost jumped out of my skin. I felt her arm move over me and then I felt her hand sink down my front. She had scrunch up closer and move over me so that her face was near my ear and as her hand touched. DaRon: wow! They're perfect!Susan: ever touch a white wife's bare breasts? Paul: very hot, my sexy wife!! I think my cougar wife has bagged her another young one.DaRon: mmmmm. Can I kiss them.Susan: uh huh. They belong to you today, baby. My whole white married body does.Paul: god that's so hot! DaRon: yes!! Susan: suck on my nipples, baby. Real slow. Let you hand do some more exploring.DaRon: holy shit, your pussy is so wet!!Susan: Well, it's your fault, you sexy black bastard. Play with my. It was that way for the rest of the week and through the weekend. She pushed me away every time I tried to get close and didn't respond whenever I asked her what I could do to help. That was not the Betsy I was used to.There was no change by the time Sunday rolled around. It was one of the rare times when I would be gone two weeks in a row and I couldn't even get a kiss goodbye when I left for the airport Sunday night. I pushed Betsy to the back of my mind and buried myself in my job, but Betsy. Trying to delay it as long as possible, I began to think about what was happening to my slutty ass. Instead of delaying the inevitable, I got more turned on thinking about how it looked to have such a large prick fucking my ass."Arrg!” I cried as my jism squirted from my cock. A good six or seven contractions later, and my pecker began to soften. My wife slowed her pumping until she stopped with the dildo deep inside me. When I collapsed on the bed, her cock pulled out of me, leaving me with a.