When he finally embedded his tool in her well-used pussy it was a short but very pleasurable event due to his quick climaxing. He would reconnect soon... he knew.She eventually had all six men as clients, doing two in the same day occasionally but never on Sunday since that started with Mass. Her daughter was quite curious about how it was going and mother didn’t volunteer any information. Her interest got reflected in an increase in copulating with her husband but with a secret curiosity about. "I never thought you were serious about that. I thought you were just talking. I can't imagine actually sitting at a bar and trying to pick up guys." Honey," I said in my calmest voice, looking deeply into her eyes, "I've always had a fantasy of watching you with some other guy. I don't even know if I would even e comfortable with that, but I have often thought about watching you ride some other guy. If for nothing else, just to see you from another perspective. You sitting at a bar flirting. She talked about alien a*****ion. A lot. Nobody rushed to sit next to her at holiday dinners.Winston weighed the available choices. He knew his sister well enough to understand that changing her mind was not an option. His parents couldn't back out of their trip - a small fortune was tied up in their summer-long plans. His sister's friends were sweet but, frankly, none of them were terribly bright - they were a collection of cute jockettes. They'd be no help either.After circling the. Brian gulped a shot a shot down feeling the pleasant burn go down his throat than settling into his stomach. The alcohol wasn't able to settle the anxiety that that was filling his stomach at the thought of his beautiful chaste wife fucking Tyrone's ebony cock. He wondered if the myth was really true about black men being well hung and if the saying 'once you go black you never go back' was legitimate."Honey we're going upstairs want to join us?" As my voice interrupted his thoughts.Turning.