” Eddie mocked before grabbing his cock & lining it up with her soaking pussy & slamming it in.“OH FUCK YEAH BABY, POUND MY PUSSY BLACK DADDY.” ...he shouted in joy.Eddie gripped her hips as he pumped his raging hard cock in & out of her tight pussy, the sounds of her soaked pussy & her butt cheeks being slammed into was beautiful to hear both men said to one another.“Yeah that right take this big bad black snake up your white privilege fucking pussy.” Eddie said between grunts as he stared down. I told him about how often I jerked off looking at pictures of cross-dressers. The excitement of imagining my hand going up under a skirt and touching a cock there."What else would you do?"I really didn't have a simple answer. Sometimes I thought about sucking a cock, or just rubbing it through sexy underwear. Sometimes I imagined a man in a dress bending over for me... me lifting up the hem of his skirt, exposing his panty-clad ass. I fantasized about burying my face in his ass and then. Neither he nor my wife had ever seen me practice, though my wife knew I used to take something, I’d never been specific about what it was.“Jenny,” I told her as a I slowly stood out of the chair, “move over by the door, this won’t take very long, but it might get interesting.”Despite not realizing it, Jesse was broadcasting his intentions as if holding a sign. As soon as he meandered up to within striking distance he launched a sudden strike at my throat, which had it landed, was intended to. "I give up. Go ahead and do what you want," she said, resigned."Good, it's decided then. Del's Choice it is," I announced, trying not to sound triumphant.I glanced toward Ardele and saw that she wasn't pouting or looking unhappy, so I decided I had achieved what I wanted. My argument had been that she had found the boat, organized the transfer and engine installation, and been totally involved choosing the interior fitments and décor. It really was her choice as much as mine. I just happened to.